Those past weeks… After what has happened, what they had to promise, swear, sign in order to calm the situation… To Myungsoo, they were the worst. They were hazy yet in the same time he was painfully aware of the result of their slip up, having to deal with them every single day… Alone. Alone. That, out of all the things, was the worst. Being told to move back into the dorm, being separated from Sunggyu even in their free time was the worst punishment of them all, and he could tell from Sunggyu’s looks, Sunggyu’s moods, Sunggyu’s actions that he suffered as much as Myungsoo did. And he thought… Maybe keeping the silence between them… Maybe it was better that way. And so he didn’t write. Didn’t mention it. Didn’t go anywhere past assuring Sunggyu that he’s okay. Until… It suddenly became unbearable. “I don’t blame you.” That was all he sent; one sentence, from a number unknown to Sunggyu as he bought a new card in order to avoid the managment’s eyes, but he was sure, completely sure Sunggyu will know who it belongs to. One sentence, saying so little yet so much in those four words. I don’t blame you. I still love you. I still crave your presence in my life, and this… Being forced apart… It feels like I’m slowly dying every second it lasts.