He used to love the sun so much, but now, it was nothing but a symbol of broken dreams and fading memories. No matter how bright the sunlight was on his skin, it still felt inexplicably dark. Coldness grips his heart. It freezes his insides and claims his soul. He barely feels like he is alive. He’s breathing but yet, he’s not. Perhaps, Junsu wonders, this is how you feel when you watch someone you love die each day.