Jonghyun closed the door behind him and locked it. He closed his eyes and breathed in a deep breath. The morning air was crisp and cool, for it was still early and the sun's rays had not burned through the night clouds. Mornings like this were the best in the brown haired boy's opinion.

       The weather was about the only thing that was unpredictable and the only thing that changed, besides his clothes. Jonghyun went to the same street, just around the corner from his house to a quaint little coffee shop that he has visited everyday for three years now. He would order his coffee, a chocolate chip mocha frappachino, and sit at the same table. His life was constant, safe, and perfect. 

      On the other hand, Kibum hated doing the same thing twice. His hairstyle changed more often than the phases of the moon. He had a very colorful wardrobe and sported an exotic fashion sense. The only thing he didn't change in his day was visit the coffee shop his grandmother opened up when he was still little. She had always let him play army with the coffee beans. He would line them up in rows and flick them at eachother until one side of beans was left still intact.

      Jonghyun and Key had never met before, even though they had passed by and gone to the same coffee shop everyday.

That would all change today.