“We ended when I haven’t even started. We broke up when I haven’t even heard the reason yet.”

Yunho and Changmin quickly learned most of the song by heart.

The older male sought to showcase more of his individuality in the rap parts. Meanwhile, the younger male focused on training his body.

He knew from debut that he could never match up to Yunho’s dance skills, and with only two of them remaining now, the burden had doubled.

So the magnae did what he could to lift the pressure – work out twice as much, and eat four times as much.

“Changmin, please,” Yunho pleaded his dongseng at the dinner table one night. “Please tell me that you’re doing this to yourself because you’re genuinely hungry.”

“I’m doing this to myself because I’m genuinely hungry.” Changmin replied in his usual tone, slurping down his 3rd bowl of cup noodle. “Hyung, can you boil the water for another ramen?”

Yunho laughed in disbelief, but affectionately the stove.

It was truly a wonder how all the food Changmin shoved down his throat contributed straight to his height, and not to his stomach. And although Yunho pretended to be disgusted by Minnie’s appetite, he actually felt strangely comfortable watching the magnae eat.

It was almost like a sign that DBSK, with all its old spirit and personalities, was still alive.