Wandering without a map is indeed scary. Walking on a path without knowing where it will lead you is nothing but bravery. Some are lost under the moon, covered by the darkness, but only a few get lost under the spotlight. Will the melody of their hearts bring them back to each other's arms again? Or will they be lost forever? Different tracks, different paths, different worlds-are all the things in between real or nothing but a show? She was in love; did he forget that she was his source of light?

Just like the moth, he was also warned not to touch the fire, for it would just hurt him. It will just burn him, perhaps melt him. But the closer he gets, the happier he feels. And no matter how he tried to run away, no matter how he avoided her, he knew in his heart that it was better to be melted if the reason was her.