Allegro: Young Blood and Electric Blue Skies

Wonwoo does not promise for a better tomorrow, because Wonwoo doesn't make promises that he could not fulfill. He doesn't easily fall for someone as he can't understand the concept of love. For him, the form of love he is able to grasp is when he traces his fingers along hipbones and soft skins of girls who find comfort under his touch; they say his touch makes them feel alive. Wonwoo never believes in them, because they are all girls that are reckless with their words, and love spills out of their mouths like a broken song that is too repetitive to be listened by his tired ears.

Then, he stumbles over her. He stops to look at her.

Seulgi, in her wholeness and rawness, movements as fluid as water and smooth as silk can be, burns brilliantly.

More than the sun, more than anyone can be, as portruding bones on her back stick out.

Like a pair of wings and blades, ready to break out from her body.