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Dongwan's P.O.V.


Art is my life. I know it sounds corny, but it's true. I grew up believing that people should love life, appreciate it and make the best out of it, making every moment of it worth living. I learned that the only way to achieve that was to always do what you want, what you love, what makes you happy. In my case, it was art.

"Dongwan!" Great, just when I started writing... Oh yeah, I shouldn't write, I should pack. "Wan!"

"What?" I spat already coming to the room next to mine, only to see my little brother practically covered in million different items of clothing. He stood in the middle of that mess, looking slightly hopeless and pi$$ed off. I controlled myself not to start laughing.

"I don't have anything to wear." He whined and that did it. I burst out laughing. "Dongwan!" Uh oh, calling me by my full name never was a good thing. "I'm serious here."

"You do know you're surrounded with clothes, right? I actually think you could open the store." I said picking up random shirt and examining it. "How much is this?" I asked laughing some more and he quickly snatched it from me and throw it down. Stepping out of mountain of clothes he, just as quickly, reached into my pocket taking my wallet. "Hey!" I protested, but he already took the credit card and rushed out of the room.

"Shopping time!" he yelled happily, while I sighed picking up that shirt from before. He won't wear it anyway.

"Kim Junsu!" I knew it was coming. He could pass me, but he couldn't possibly avoid umma. Quietly I sneaked out of his room and into my own. Junsu's shopping time was over before it started, but my packing time was about to come. College, here we come... again.


Yoochun's P.O.V.


"You really think it's the best for us to change schools?" he asked for the tenth time since this morning. I sighed at the same time with appa and proceeded to read.

"Junjin, we talked about this. You know you'll get the best possible education there. It's the best art school in the country afterall." Appa repeated once again and before JunJin could protest further more, added: "This conversation is finished. You better start packing." And with that he stood up and leaved the room.

"You agree with this?" hyung turned to me.

I seriously don't get it, why does he have to make such a big deal out of it. It's gonna be the same as in our previous school, maybe just a little bit better when it comes to actual studying. But school is school right? He's still gonna be one of the most popular guys, party boy who would get laid more if the gay population in school was bigger. On the other hand, I'm still gonna be emo loser who's good for nothing but writing music. Yes, I know I'm overreacting. But still, I wasn't the best when it came to opening up to people. I did have a lot of acquaintances, I did talk to people, but no one ever got to know the true me. I liked to hide behind my music.

The point is - no matter what school we attend nothing will ever change.

"It doesn't really matter to me." I shrugged, not looking away from my book. "Besides, I bet there is a lot of hot guys there as well." I added nonchalantly.

Jin shut up right away, as his facial expression changed into a thoughtful one. He exited the room smirking slightly, obviously excited by the idea of hot guys waiting just for him. I knew him too damn well.

Tomorrow we'll start something new... Different, yet the same. Just like my feelings, both anxious and indifferent. We'll be alright. We have our art.