Sitting alone in a quaint little coffee shop, the sky losing its light as the night makes its appearance, Baekhyun reflects of days gone by under the pitter-patter of the rain on the windows.

~

"Let's have a race!"

"Baekhyun, your hands are so pretty."

"I have the other half."

"I'm so sorry..."

~

But he didn't realize that he would be making more memories that night...