(truthfully, i don't want to feature this song so early...n there's no subs yet to be found...but it's so fking beautiful n it helped my ideas to flow. so, listen!)       Spring. A season most commonly associated with love. I never knew why though. What was so great about flowers anyway? Well, I supposed, they're pretty. And Kwanghee loved flowers. He adored sunflowers the most. And spring was an interesting season to see how his playful, unserious attitude takes a turn towards a nurturing, serious, mellowed one, towards the flowers he planted at his lawn once he set foot on his house lawn. His mother even told me once that he was the only one who bothered about planting flowers at their home. But she was happy to receive the compliments from her friends who thought she was the one behind the gorgeous blooms. It wasn't hard to see where Kwanghee inherited his natural cheerfulness from.   My mum and dad still hadn't come to take me back there with them nor stay with me here. But they would call once in awhile. Well, about once in every month or two. Things weren't as bad anymore. My aunt's family were nice. They didn't gave much attention to me. But at least they didn't abuse me either. They just didn't care, as long as I didn't create any trouble for them. And I was glad, because by now, I had gotten accustomed to not receiving attention that it would felt weird to be treated differently.   As for Kwanghee, I still felt that somehow, there still was a wall he refused to break between us. He allowed me to follow him around, without that angry glare anymore. He would talk to me once in awhile when he's in the mood to talk but had no one to listen, or when he's not in the mood and still had no one to talk about it. I was more than happy to lend both ears. At times, I would awkwardly attempt to get more friendly with him by starting any random topics I thought he would be interested in. Most time he would ignore, but there were times he would be lured to talk about it. And those small moments when he got so engrossed in the topics, were so priceless that it managed to bury all of my failures to the depths of unknown.   One of the topics that would get him talking, is of course, flowers. And that, makes spring an awesome season.       "Hey, Kevin."   "Huh?" I looked up from the book I was reading at his doorstep as he was busy with his plants. Just a random investigation novel I picked up by random during our visit to the school library.   "What do you think of boys doing ballet?"   The question came out of nowhere. But I could guess that he was the one interested in ballet, though I did not see it coming at all. Kwanghee had many interests at school, or he just liked to be involved in everything. But ballet? The question made me frown a little unintentionally. I just couldn't imagine him doing ballet. He was a little clumsy, so...   "Stupid question, huh? Forget it." He continued plowing the soil in a pot using his small pitchfork.   "No, no. There's nothing stupid with boys doing ballet. Are you...interested in it?"   "I said, forget it!"       I knew I should've never messed with him in the first place. Contrary to his cheerful outward appearance, he was highly sensitive. A side not everyone got to see, but one he never hid from me, even if after all these while, he was still indifferent at me for some reasons I had no idea. And it didn't help that we grew apart in terms of time spent together because we were placed in different classes starting last year until now so I could only meet him during recess and when walking to school and back home. I didn't know what happened in his daily life in class. And honestly, nothing in my own class could amuse me anymore so I just let the days passed by, spacing out whenever the teachers failed to capture my attention, anticipating recess time and the time bell would ring to signify end of the day at school.   I still would see him whenever there's school events of course. Nothing changed about him. And he still took care of me, sharing whatever was placed inside his lunchbox with me during recess, even if he showed no interests for any much conversation and would rather eat quietly. That was alright with me. I was happy and even though there was once my aun't made a lunchbox for me, I didn't dare to take it out during recess and only stuffed them down my throat when I got home inside the bedroom. I was scared that he would stop sharing his food with me if he saw that I have food even for once. If he think that I didn't need his food any longer, he might not want to be my friend anymore. I didn't like to entertain my fears of what would happen when he stopped caring and decided to ignore me completely, like before.       But how come I never noticed his interest for ballet? I made a point to activate my stalking level again. Even if it's harder to see him since we're in different classes. I would make any excuse to walk by the dance studio in school that was used for ballet to seek for any clues. There were none. A group of girls who were in ballet club would regularly practice but that was all. There were no boys taking up ballet in our school because it's a girly thing to most. I would watch Kwanghee closer too, but still, I never caught him even trying to do any ballet moves. So, what made him asked that question?       That day, I found the answer.   "Carrot juice, no sugar."   A calm voice devoid of any warmth, ordered at the cafeteria lady. Not that there's anything extraordinary about it, but the cafeteria suddenly became noisy with howling from the boys mostly. Not that there's anything weird with that either. Boys here were always howling at any sight of pretty girls anyway, so they probably just had seen another one walking past them. Kwanghee never cared though, nor did he ever acted like those other childish boys. But this time, as I looked up from the sandwich I was eating, I saw Kwanghee was not eating. In fact, he had a frown on his face as he stared past me towards the order counter. I turned and saw a girl at the counter, she had a baseball jacket on, but one glance at her tutu and legging told me that the girl was in ballet club. A couple