| Minsung |

_Jisung steps on the glade and freezes. There, on a rock near the lake sits Minho, looking at a flower. After a while, he looked up and sees Jisung standing there. Minho, with a big smile in his face, slowly stands up and says:_ Minho: "How long had it been... Jisungie..."

*everything in my body stopped the moment I heard his voice. I'd forgotten the way it sounded, and I'd forgotten the way he used to call my name. I press my lips together, feeling a lump in my throat. it couldn't be him.. my mind was playing games with me, surely. I blink a few times, small tears forming at the corners of my eyes. it looked too real. it couldn't be. I stepped forward, nearly tripping on the now rugged path.* m-minho..? *i beg, reaching out for him, hoping he was actually there.*

_He takes a step forward too. The closer he gets, the more real it seems. He reaches out to you as well and takes your hand in his. The moment you touch each other, the memories come flooding back. The warmth of his hand, the softness of his skin, the way he used to hold you. He looks at you with a sad smile, a tear rolling down his cheek. It's really him._

_Minho smiles. He takes the headphone off and hands it back to you._ Minho: "Can I ask you a question?"

sure..what is it?

_Minho looks at you, his eyes searching yours. He takes a deep breath and finally asks._ Minho: "Do you still love me?"