[[LEE JOON'S PERSPECTIVE]]

I finally arrived at the company building, I'm an hour late already. I got out of the car and half-walked, half-ran inside the building.

The interior was already familiar to me, as I have gone in or out of this building for a few months now. This place is already my second home. When I first,arrived here, I already decided that I would not go to my relatives place for refuge. I still had my pride, and there was only one person who can tear that pride down.

I shook my head, scolding myself for thinking about him again. I really have to stop that habit of mine.

At that time, I decided to go to a mall, to kill some time to decide where I should stay the night, or how to even get a job at my age. After a while, a woman came up to me and asked me if I wanted to be an idol. I was confused at first, because never had crossed my mind the idea of being an idol. What I saw in that question was an opportunity.

I asked the lady if I will have a home if I said yes. She smiled at me and said that I have to talk to somebody first.

That somebody was Rain-hyung. He took me in, he sent me to school and he said all I had to do is to be part of the idol-group that he was going to form. Now, I'm an official trainee. I'm doing what I can for the group not because of debt, but because hyung trusts me so much, that I want to prove my worth to him. 

My fingers pressed the third floor button of the elevator automatically, as natural as blinking or breathing, voluntary but involuntary as well.

As the door opened, I took in the all-too-familiar surroundings, the surgical white walls, to the four doors that make up this vast hall. To the right, the music room, and the other one, the dance hall. We were supposed to meet at the dance hall with the new member, if I remember correctly. The dance hall was pretty noisy. 

I strode to the door when I heard Seungho-hyung shout at someone, "Yah! Doongie-ah!" Doongie? Who was Doongie? It sounded like a dog's name to me. Did he buy a new dog?

My questions were immediately answered. I walked towards the door and something small bumped into me. It was a guy. I couldn't see his face because he was looking down. His ears were red, which I assumed were because of Seungho-hyung's habit of teasing people that were interesting to him. 

This guy was interesting to leader-hyung?

"Ah. I'm sorry hyu-" he stopped abruptly, looking up. I felt my heart stop for a few moments as I took in this boy's features. I just gaped at him, wide-eyed and my breath started to hitch. My heart that stopped for a moment was now running at a fast pace. This is not real, I tried to convince myself. No. No. 

This all happened in a blur. Despite my thoughts, as if by reflex, my arms immediately went around the boy. I was shaking. I could not control myself. I think I was crying, but I can't confirm it and I didn't seem to care at all. It was like time stood still for me. I ran my hands through the boy's silky black hair and felt his embrace. All of the memories we had flashed back to me like an old silent film, playing backwards, but clear, and very vivid.

I felt him wrap his arms around me, too, reciprocating the embrace. I looked at his side profile. He wasn't a boy anymore. He was a young man, crying, and all the emotions welled inside of my chest. It hurt. It wasn't pain, but it was as if it could burst at any moment because of the happiness inside me.

I did not care for the resolutions that I had all these years. All these were washed away, as if drowned out, by the man I was holding right now.

I pulled back, wanting to see his face more closely. He had the same face, but his eyes, they looked tougher. He had grown into a man already. He was sniffing, his eyes a little swollen, and tear-tracks on his cheeks. I tucked a loose strand of hair from his face, cupping my hand to his face, his cheeks with my thumb. 

It's you. You have grown so much, but it's you.

"Sanghyun." I finally said, whispering the name, the first time I said it out loud in years.

"I missed you so much, hyung." He whispered back, smiling gently. My head was on clouds. I could feel myself smiling too, involuntarily.

"Seungho-hyung, I thought you were the one in a relationship with Doongdoong here?" G.O. said, as quietly as he could.

It took a moment for me to realize where I was again. In the corner of the room, I saw different expressions.

Mir was tugging at G.O.-hyung's sleeves, his expression curious.

G.O. had his what-the- face on, his eyes wide.

And Seungho. Seungho was just gritting his teeth, his eyes, shooting daggers. I thought it was because of the joke that G.O.-hyung said.

I was wrong. Very wrong.

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Chapter seven!! I'm in a mood to write today. Imagine, three chapters while I am awake?! Hihi. This is a thank you for supporting me and giving such lovely comments.

To be honest, I thought I would only be writing for myself here, that was the original plan. And this happened. I'm just... overwhelmed. :")

But OMFG, they finally met! What will happen now? Stay tuned. ;) Hugs!