Minhyun

There’s only a few days left. I close my eyes and think of her, allowing the uncountable memories of our times together to fill my mind. The time we'd shared an ice cream at the aquarium, the time we'd glued back together a priceless vase that I’d accidentally knocked over, the time we'd climbed onto a rooftop and named the constellations in the dark night sky. They relax me and make me smile to myself; I can already feel my heavy breathing calming down with my thoughts alone.  My inhalation having steadied again, I find my mind wandering; I start thinking about NU’EST. I think about how hard I had trained every day, the intensity of the fatigue that would so often hit, the sweat and tears that had flowed both in joy, and in sorrow. I think about how beautiful and kind all our fans had been, and how sometimes their unending support of NU’EST had been my sole motivation to keep trudging on. I think about all the things we, NU’EST, have achieved as a group, all the fun I’d had with the members, who were now all akin to family, and back to the times that we’d first met each other.

I first met Ren and JR. At first, I’d thought that Ren was unsociable and stone-faced, and the sharp looks he would shoot at me had led me to think that he really disliked me. I soon realised though, that he always acted like that in front of people he was unfamiliar or uncomfortable with, and that once he had warmed up to you, he was the adorable, but clingy and rather whiny type.

JR, on the other hand, was amiable from the get-go, but you could tell that he had to put some degree of effort into talking to me, and that he preferred to be alone. In fact, he still likes his personal space tremendously to this day, and I chuckle quietly as I envision him holed up in his room, covered in comics and video games. I even let out a little laugh as I remember that he’s sleeping beside me right now, clutching onto his bright orange Agumon doll and probably having Agumon dreams.

Aron came from America, and spoke English but almost no Korean. That and the fact that he was older than the rest of them made him cool, and gave him a kind of exoticness that the other members didn’t possess, but made communication with him extremely difficult as well. Despite the language barriers, he was an easy person to befriend, easy to please and really considerate, so I warmed up to Aron surprisingly quickly.

My first encounter with Baekho, however, is a different story altogether. We met way before NU’EST, a long time from now. It’s too long a story to tell, so I decide to stop all this thinking, and finally get some needed rest. But I know, know that I won’t be getting any sleep any time soon, as my mind involuntarily begins churning, and memories of my past begin rapidly resurfacing. I can feel my breathing becoming irregular again.

This will be a long night.

Note: SO SORRY IF THIS .... *runs away* I'm a really capricious person, so when I say I don't really know how this is going to go, I mean it. haha I don't even know if I'm going to write from Minhyun's view again, or from Baekho's view, or from 3rd person lol...