I put the ten colour sand bottles I’ve prepared since a while ago in my bag. Each bottle consist sand with different colour. There are blue, white, yellow, black, green, pink, red, orange, gold, and grey. My plan is hiding each of them in different places and give Myungsoo the map, so it’ll be similar with a treasure hunt.. I name it Searching The Memories. X3

I stared at the map I’ve already made and start to hide the bottles. The first one is the park, I hide the blue one under the swing where Myungsoo usually sit. On the bottle I paste a blue post it which is saying..

In my sadness, you’re there and help me through..

Yes, he’s there. I still remember it clearly, it was last year on May 13 when Jong-ie’s dad passed away. I cried a lot that day because I’m really close to him and he’s gone in such an unexpected way. He committed suicide due to the pressure in his office. What really break my heart is Jong-ie’s state. He was completely soulless that moment, just like a zombie. His eyes was filled with nothing and he didn’t have any expression except his blank and stoic face. But, fortunately, Gyu-hyung never left his side and that’s what make Jong-ie stay strong and recover from his depression state..

The next is the gray sand bottles, I hide it under the tree in the park where we sometimes sit side by side and goofing around. On it was attached a grey paper which had a writing on it..

When everything was vague, you’re the one who help me find the truth..

I have to admit that I’m quite childish and sometimes I ask things that are ridiculous. When everyone, includes my mom and Daeyeol –my younger brother–, won’t give me an answer, he never refuse answering my silly or rather embarrassing question in the most accurate way possible.

I head to Gyu-hyung’s home, only to hide two bottles in his yard. The first one is the green bottle which had the message saying..

Thank you for always healing me..

Of course, healing as in healing my wound, whether it’s the seen wound or the unseen one. The wound in my skin and also in my heart. Every wound. Well, you know, I’m clumsy as hell and I often trip over something when I walk, cut my hand when I cook, and so on. I used to deal with my wound by myself, I’m not a kid, okay? I’M AN ADULT~

B.U.T..

This guy named Myungsoo, whenever he is by my side, if I hurt myself by falling down from a tree or tripped over something, he always help me get up, sit me on something, and treat the wound. It’s very different from other people. Jong-ie never care if I’m hurt, Woohyun would hand me the first aid kit and leave me.. Gyu-hyung.. Oh, he always busy with Sungjong, and he never know if I hurt myself. -___-

Myungsoo is different, isn’t he? Not only the outer wound, I don’t know how, but he always realize if I have something bothering me without me telling him. I think he’s a psychic, E.S.P, or something.. I’m never seem able to hide something from him. OH! But, I’m success giving him the present and he doesn’t know it’s me!!! X3

I put the green one und