Myungsoo's P.O.V

The door and the windows are not avoiding the cold and strong wind from entering the café where I am.

Though the winter is at the end, it don't look like it.

Around me I can see everybody shaking and rubbing one hand on the other. I am wearing a very warm clothe, but I am freezing just the same. "Why did I leave home, when the weather is like this?," I ask to myself in regret. "Gosh, I could be under my blanket right now!"

- Here is your cappuccino, sir. - says a foreigner man, maybe english.

"I don't think he speaks korean yet.", I think to myself, smiling at the way he called me sir.

- Thank you! - I say holding my cappuccino.

I open the door and the wind blows strongly against me, messing my hair. I shake my head and start to walk. Not many seconds later, a flash come straight to my eyes. And then, some screams alongside.

I am recognized by some girls, alongside some paparazzi, with their cameras and they are screaming.

Among the chaos that suddenly forms around me, I can hear some of them screaming things like: "Where is she? L, where is she?", and "L, what happened", and "Are you still single?", and "Are you out of Infinite?".

I wave at some of them, just being polite. To find my car, I try to avoid all the cameras and the flashs and the paparazzi and the fans.

- Annyeong! - I say to all of them when I finally reach my car.

The noise fades away as I close the door. I drink a bit of my cappuccino, delighting in that silence. I turn the car on, and start to drive it.

Driving through the avenue, the questions made by the fans and paparazzi echoes in my mind.

"What happened?"

This is the same question I have been doing to myself for months. But deep inside, I am aware that I already know the answer.

I know it very well.

And the flashbacks come, while I drive my car, reminding me for the tenth time in the day, about the last winter.