"Graduation~ Graduation~ Hmmmm mmm~" Hayi hums a little song as she walks back to her classroom with her graduation certificate in her hands.

She enters the classroom and to her surprise, there was only one person in class.

Choi Junhong also known as B.A.P Zelo.

He seems bothered though, Hayi realised.

They're of the same age, '96 liner, and ended up in the same class here in SOPA (School Of Performing Arts). Since they are tablemates for the final semester, Hayi sits down beside him naturally.

"Hey Junhong, you alright?" Hayi asks, calling Zelo by his birthname, as she place her graduation certificiate on her desk.

"Hm? Y-yeah..." he replies. Hayi noticed something is wrong.

"Are you... are you crying? Omo!" she exclaims, starting a frantic search for tissue from her Kanken backpack.

"No... no, it's okay. I'm okay." he mumbles.

Ignoring his protests, Hayi continues to fire him with questions. "What happened? What's going on? Why were you crying alone here? Is that why you walked off so quickly after graduation ceremony ended?"

Now let's do some explanation here. After graduation ceremony ends, it's phototaking time. There's class photos and you can also take photos (selfie, whatever) with your friends, but you have to report back to the classroom for a briefing after an hour. Hayi had stayed on to mingle for awhile but decided to return to class 15 minutes earlier first and well, she found Choi Junhong sniffling away.

"No... no... there's nothing like that... I'm alright, I just caught the flu... It's okay." Junhong continues to say.

Hayi looks him in the