What the public usually sees is the Yoochun who smiles all the time; the Yoochun who makes everyone laugh with his creative banter; the Yoochun who makes girls blush at his cheesy romantic remarks. But the Yoochun who doubted himself; the Yoochun who refused to look at his own reflection; the Yoochun who cried silently until his body was exhausted and went to sleep only arrived at my door.