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In Big Hit Entertainment building, Dohyeong's manager looked at him with sympathy. ''It's really unfortunate your father fell ill. I hope he gets well soon.''

''Thank you, hyung,'' Youngsoon said in pretense. She didn't like to pull that kind card that would generate compassion from the staff but she had to find the easiest way to quit. Of course, she owed them money since she broke the contract too early but, as much as she hated the sound of it, her sister was going to handle the monetary situation. It was time for her to look for a job which would secure her money, unlike her previous position as a backup dancer, to pay her debt to Yunhee.

The manager bounced his gaze to the male standing beside Dohyeong. ''And you, I hope you take care of your business at home.''

Chihoon offered a polite smile and offered his thanks as well. Then both of friends exited the manager's office and walked along the corridor to the staircase that would guide them out of the building.

The news Chihoon was also leaving came unexpectedly to the girl, too. He didn't elaborate on his situation when she asked him and after telling Dohyeong that he couldn't share anything more than what he also told the company, she didn't say anything more out of respect for his privacy. They met familiar faces in some of the staff in the midst of their departure, exchanged some last words (even the playful dance instructor acted more serious but added that two great dancers leaving on the same day is quite a coincidence) and bid goodbye with the CEO letting them know they could always consider coming back if things got better and the two replying to him with ''We'll see in the future.'', even though Youngsoon mused in her mind Dohyeong was never going to return.

As they reached the spot where they usually parted their ways, Youngsoon felt her stomach twist strangely, making her remind of something she hadn't pondered over.

Dohyeong will cease to exist so will the friendship between him and Chihoon.

And that ached her heart because she didn't want to cut ties with him. Because of him, she managed to survive the teasing and bodily attacks and to have severed connections with him was never her plan. A friend like him was not to be let go but did she have a choice?

''Well, here we are.'' Chihoon turned to his mate with a huge grin. ''This is the last time we go to opposite directions from this place, isn't it?''

What he just said was an even bigger hurt Youngsoon could harbor. She permitted her tears to cascade naturally on their own and the sight was visibly clear to the male.

His previously bright face changed to a melancholic expression. He wiped her tears with his hands before she did it herself and pulled her into a friendly hug afterward. ''There, there. You're a grown-up, why would you cry?'' He loosened the embrace and uttered the next words like a promising pledge. ''We will see each other again.''

Youngsoon cried even more on his chest; Chihoon didn't move at all. He knew she wanted to hold on him just a little bit more.

***

Chihoon yawned as he laid on the top of a small grass-filled hill, staring ahead at the dozens of similar hills and emptying his head from all the events he played a role in on Earth. His legs were crossed on the peak while his head was positioned on the slope and his arms streamed below his head, idly swinging left to right.

The sunset he was goggling at was magical; a rainbow consisting of yellow and red shades and even a purple string hovered above blending with the diminishing light-blue sky. He had been a silent witness of this wonder for so long and it provided the silence he would usually need then. The inability of hearing how the colors of this shining star fused at that particular time pained him, nonetheless. Even if he will never be able to, he'd prefer to do that rather than hopelessly struggle with the echo of his heart he attempted to ignore. It was the second time in the history that he came back with a different type of mood after he was done with his mission. The customary pride he would possess did not appear that day and he regarded with distaste the ending of the task.