Looking out beside him did he see... It was quiet and it wasn't busy. Kyuhyun, for now was lucky - the only camera that was within his sight was the one that he had held firmly between his hands. Heaving a small sigh, he looked out of the window and stared at the dying breeze and the trees that bent so eerily toward him. It was indeed not what he was used to - It was like his life went back... Far before he was in that car accident, far before he joined Super Junior. 

It outstretched his childhood entirely - Where is memories are vague and nostalgic objects no longer tangible. In all honesty, he wanted to cry. Not because of the memory trigger, but because fame made him lose touch of who he was, or at least who he thought he was.

People stretched him out of context, made him bigger than he really needs to be. At first, he liked the attention, at first he loved the limelight... but now it has gotten to the point where he wished no one (not even he) knew his name - the expectation he has to live up to, was far too big for his seemingly egocentric mindset to handle. With a little sniff, he pulled the glass of murky liquid towards him and he took a slow and painful sip.

The weight of his chest... He felt as if he had been carrying the world upon it, but he was glad that no one, beside the same old man who had known him since childhood watch him drown his his own endless sorrow. He had been depressed for so long, he didn't even know if his depression was justified. 

"It's just one of those days..." He said to himself slowly. "It will pass...."

A small tear formed by the edge of his eye. This was hard for him to say, and almost too torturous to believe. But somewhere deep down, he knew it would pass - they did after all make a song about life and how it well "Get Better". 

Just as he got up, he heard the chiming of his phone. It was from (as he both affectionately and jokingly referred to) his third favourite Hyung, Siwon. He tapped the message icon on the screen on the message. It said:

"Hey, Kyuhyun! I ran into a little 5 year old girl today who asked me if I was a prince ^^ I thought I would tell you because it wasn't me she was talking about - for a little moment she thought that I was you, her favourite person in the whole world. She told me how happy your voice makes her and how whenever she looks at you she is reminded of a prince. I'm jealous, Kyuhyun - I wish she admired me as much as she admired you. I even told her how nice you smell ^^ Anyway, I hope you are okay and come back safely. You know Hyung loves you."

He knew that Siwon had a habit of writing ridiculously long text messages... But this one in particular made his day a little bearable. It was at such an impeccable time too. The words from an almost 30 year old man gave him a clear realisation... It was their happiness that became his. Someone as innocent, as ignorant as a small child and their ability to openly like someone they didn't even know... Kyuhyun must be doing something right if this was the case. He had his mother, his father and his sister - they too, gave him all the support that he needed.

He also had his voice (which he almost lost along with his life) - because of this opportunity, he was free to live out his dream as a professional singer. Being apart of something bigger than himself, put his weary heart at ease. To be able to touch so many with his love of music gave him pride, honour, dignity; but it also made him feel like a part of something greater than he was. His family and fellow band members were right there taking the journey with them. He wasn't alone at all!

While standing out of his seat, he glanced at the phone with a smile on his face. The reply in which he gave Siwon was:

"How could she mistake you for someone as good looking and handsome as me? I'll be back soon ^^"

All the needed to do was remind himself of this, all he hoped was that people would be good to him. Maybe then his sacrifice for a normal life would not be in vain...