Holding onto the box, Sora peeked a look inside Asoo's room and then continued to her bedroom. Putting the box down on the bed, Sora looked to it for a long time. Having the courage to finally open it, she looked inside. Slowly leaning over to get a better look, she reached down to grab a stack of old letters. She touched the faded sheets of paper and placed them on the bed. Her hands tremble as she reached down to untie the rope that held them together. Taking the first letter from the top stack, Sora carefully opens it as the paper was closed to crumpling. The last letter he ever wrote her... (Flashback) Sora finally manage to control herself and stop crying. Getting off the bed, she saw a piece of paper sticking out from under the nightstand. Unfolding it, her heart nearly stopped in her chest. It was a note from Leeteuk. She focus her eyes to read it. (Letter) Sora... Last night was perfect and it is clear to me you are it for me. I know this isn't the best romantic way to confess my feelings for you. You're the one I want to be with. I couldn't come to wake you up and wanted you to rest. Meet me at the Seoul train station at noon. I what to ask you a question I have been meaning to ask for awhile now. If you don't come, I'll have my answer. Please come. I'm in love with you.~ Leeteuk... Sora couldn't believe what she had thought. He must of left it in the morning after they slept together. How did the note manage to fall hidden and she not know. She jumped up to stand and looked to the time. She might already be too late, but she will go. At least she'll know she wanted this a much as he did... It could be darker every minute. Standing in the center of the crowd, he waited. Checking his watch it is now pass five o'clock and almost dark. People at the station walked pass and stared. Everything moved but him. The trains come and go. He didn't care of what people think. He was a fool, a fool in love. He even failed at this small thing. He failed to control his desire. He was a son of one of the riches man and was use to getting what he wanted. But one thing he couldn't have was true love. She was late, very late. Suddenly the snow filled the air. Winter was starting. Leeteuk kept his eyes out and looked pass the crowd of people. Placing his hand in the pocket of his coat, he touched the letter folded in the shape of a flower. It was the letter in the box she had given him as a graduation present. The poetry she made just for him, he knew by heart. Every word was glued to his heart. That morning his phone rang and he had to leave. He felt foolish to have wrote a note for her instead. He didn't want to wake her up as she slept so peacefully. Last night was unexpected. She told him, they probably won't see each other again since his college was hours