Here's the first update <3 first chapter is from Myungsoo's POV. The POV will change every chapter, as well as the timeline (the past, the letters and the present) - so never forget to check the headline of every chapter!
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*~*~*~*~ Myungsoo POV ~*~*~*~*

[19th May 2012, Seoul, Myungsoo’s Apartment | Myungsoo ]

Myungsoo woke up, when a ray of sunlight hit his face. He groaned and turned around, hoping to fall asleep again. But the incoming sunlight persistently warmed up his back until he felt too hot. Groaning the male rolled out of his bed and shuffled in the direction of the bathroom. Tired he washed his face and hands after visiting the toilet. The bags under his eyes weren’t as obvious as before, but an observant person – like a certain choding – would definitely notice them. Myungsoo couldn’t help it. He was still sad about what happened to his best friend. It was hard to accept that he would no longer barge into the bathroom, when the younger male sat on the toilet and never again would he smell burned toast after waking up. It’s already been half a year since the incident, but the apartment felt as lonely as ever. Sungyeol told him, he should get another tenant for the free room. Though the idea of not being alone anymore was quiet tempting, Myungsoo just never looked for someone. He couldn’t bear the thought of someone else entering his friend’s room and touching his things or even throwing them away. Everything was still as it had been, when he left.

He snapped out of his thoughts, when the phone in the living room started ringing. Myungsoo wondered who would call him this early on a Saturday. It was the only the day off work he got and all of his friends knew better than to disturb him on this holy occasion. The caller ID made him frown. He was still pondering about taking the call or just hanging up, since the caller seemed pretty persistent, as the doorbell suddenly rang. At the same time the phone stopped making noises. The black-haired male sighed and went to open the door. A bright smile greeted him and Myungsoo raised his brows in question, when the taller male opened his arms for a hug.

“What do you want, hyung?” Sungyeol put down his arms, but took the words as an invitation and entered the apartment.

“Well your hyung was kind enough to buy you breakfast and empty the mailbox for you. When was the last time you actually did that, Myung? I swear not even a fly would have fit in there anymore!”

The younger scoffed at that and finally closed to door. He followed the other one into the kitchen, where Sungyeol threw the letters, advertisements and other stuff on the counter, before he started unpacking the groceries. “Why did you call me if you’re standing in front of my door?”

The taller male grinned and stuffed a bun into Myungsoo’s mouth. “Because I can, Mr. Grumpy!”

He spit out the bun. “Don’t call me that!”

The black-haired man decided to ignore his friend and started looking through the things from the mailbox. Most of it was trash, some bills and a letter from his parents. But what caught his eyes were several le