yedam enters their old practice room.

now, the trainees use the room.

many things changed.

the sofa they used to sit are not there anymore.

the desk where they used to scribble at is gone too.

yedam sits at the new sofa, looking at the whole room.

he can see them.

he can see their memories.

when they are practicing.

when they are resting.

when they are talking and laughing.

when they are dreaming to debut together.

yedam gets up, wanting to leave.

he walks as he touches the wall mirror.

"thank you for making me continue when i want to give up,

thank you for being there in the past,

i have no longer wish to grant,

because at another world, we are together,

and that's enough for me."

yedam smiles, glancing at the room for one last time before closing the door.