sunday morning, seungmin had made his way to hyunjin's place in no hurry. nervous as ever he still wasn't able to fully comprehend that the hwang hyunjin had invited him to his place. he was living a fan's dream, literally he was speechless by how the boy requested the hang out. but he sure wasn't complaining about it. with his silent walk, he makes it there shortly due to him not wanting the boy to wait on him. he rechecks the home's number, looking for the specific three digits his eyes widen shortly as he spots the house. his pace picks up, small backpack hitting himself from behind as his body moves hastily.

he first messages hyunjin that he's outside, he thought it would take him a couple minutes for him to answer since it was still quite early. but the door practically swung open once he sent the message, it's a woman. her arms open wide and eyes shut as they create a crescent shape and eye smile, she shouts, "seungmin! dear it's been so long!"

but seungmin only stands there still, confused to why the stranger  - or possibly hyunjin's mother would say such a thing. they've never even met! "h—hello.." he greets, his body is stiff, it was as if he couldn't move. then, another stranger pops into the doorway. a man, glasses hung up on his shirt and a grin is shown on his face. "min min! it's been a long time, look at you!"

seungmin does indeed look at himself, he checks himself out as if it's a demand made but yet it's simply just a statement said. he gives an awkward smile, scratching his nape as he finally spits out his words. "d—do you know where hwang hyunjin is? I'm hanging out with him.."

their eyes widen as their son's name is addressed, both forgetting that the boy lost his memory from the accident years ago. they forget that they had to play along until hyunjin exposed the truth to him. "o—oh! of course." his mother allows the boy to step inside, seungmin slips off his shoes while hyunjin's father gives him directions to the model's room. "he might be in the restroom, but just go inside his room and wait for him."

seungmin nods, following the instructions given. he walks up the stairs and down the hall, making a right turn there he's faced with a door. knocking first before entering, he doesn't receive an answer. but he does hear the water running from a couple doors down, he assumes it's the shower and that hyunjin is washing up. so he enters, apologizing as he does so.

seungmin is hit with the smell of air freshener, it reminds him of the odd lavender scented febreeze minho likes to use as 'perfume', he finds it more 'natural' and appealing. he removes his backpack, setting it beside the bed as it lays casually against it. he finds his eyes wandering hyunjin's safe place, the way everything was neatly organized to how the sun easily beamed light through his window. he felt refreshed in a way, as if it was a familiar feeling. his curiosity always got to him, hyunjin's room was filled with not only pictures of him but awards from school. though he was interested in what he was praised for, the school's name had actually threw seungmin off.

an award from elementary school, the exact same school seungmin had attended when he was younger. he knew this because his mother had recapped the details after his accident, but she didn't cover everything. seungmin of course wasn't aware or that. "that's interesting...hyunjin went to the same school as me?"

he starts to move on his own, his eyes catch interest so his feet drag him to the area. one thing that caught seungmin's eyes was the arranged photos in frames on top of a nearby drawer. he takes a look at them, grabbing them one by one as they vary from more pictures of himself to family. but, there was one picture that made questions pop into his mind. he grabs the frame, thumb rubbing against the glass gently as small dust particles are collected on the surface to his finger. there within the white colored frame was two boys in the picture, happily standing next to each other. but, they weren't just any pair of two youngsters.

seungmin has recognized the photo because he himself had a copy of it sitting in his room. he had never asked the context behind it or nor who it was because it never slipped his mind. but, why was the photo in hyunjin's room? "this is so weird..."

he stares at the picture as if he's never seen it before in his life, yet the door swings open as a hand is pressed against it. hyunjin has gotten out of his shower, ready to greet seungmin but is hit with the boy gripping onto the special picture frame that should be standing on his drawer. "seungmin." his tone was faint, yet was audible. the boy immediately places it back down,

"I'm sorry for looking at your stuff.." he apologizes without any second thought, guilt rising in him. "it was rude of me to.."

"no.." hyunjin replies, shaking his head. "I believe you have a lot of questions. I woke up late, I thought they'd leave you in the living room so I didn't think things would end up like this."

"what are you talking about?" seungmin's eyebrows furrow, "your parents, I believe? were acting a bit strange but I don't mind."

"I think you need to know the truth."

"I don't understand?"

"seungmin, I—"