His existence was everything to me. He was always first in my heart. Every word that left his mouth was my most important order. I would do everything for him. Giving my life away was not a problem either. But there was something I could not sacrifice for him. One thing I could not do for him. The only thing that could cause the end of our friendship and it was obviously my one and only treasure. This one thing I could not share with anyone, even him. For goodness’ sake, it was MY strawberry milk!

I’ve run desperately to the refrigerator. Then I looked around to check, if someone saw me and after taking few calming breaths, I opened the door. And then I closed it again immediately! My mind went blank for a moment and a second later I was grinning, my eyes shining. It was there, SAFE!

And there it was again. This urge to open the refrigerator again and take all of milk and just drink it right here, right now. It was an addiction. Something I could not overcome. It was sick, yeah, that for sure, but I could not really do anything about it. And deeply in my heart, frankly speaking, I did not want to.

 - Hyukkie?

I saw Donghae. He was standing in a hall, looking at me with a worried expression on his face. My Angel appeared.  My most important person. Someone, who could help me, who could cure me. Maybe. He was my last hope.

 - Hyukkie, what happened to you? Why do you look like that? – he run to me while crying.

I’ve looked at myself. I was sitting on a floor with milk cartons around me. My shirt was wet. My face was sticky and the milk was everywhere. Even on the floor. My precious milk…

 - No! My treasure! O My God, what am I going to do now? Hae, I’ve ruined everything. Help me!

And then I threw myself into his arms.

Yeah, he was the only one, who could help me.