"why do you like the things above so much jeongguk-ah?"
“they're my solitude hyung,the skies,a soft blanket wrapping up worries and dread,the stars tiny prayers and hopes kissing me to sleep and the moon,a lamp keeping me away from darkness. . .they just make me feel alive.”
“don't i make you feel the same?”
“hyung. . .out of all the stars i have prayed for,you were the very first one answered.”
