The sun castes a heavenly glow all throughout the field Jongin lays himself upon. The flowers shine beautifull along with the grass, and the sky is a pristine crystal-blue. There are no clouds in sight, and he only wishes that his thoughts were the same. He can't stop thinking about those large eyes that showed curiosity to the world, those heart-shaped lips that never failed to smile, or the delicate hands that used to grasp him at night when he was cold. 

But Kyungsoo has moved on to another, yet Jongin is still determined to see him once more. 

The doe-eyed boy had cheated, left him, came back, rinse and repeat. But this time, Jongin knows he is gone for good. The eyes he looked at bore no intention of having him back in his arms again. 

That doesn't stop Jongin from trying.