he had locked himself up in his room for one week. the brown haired boy just didn't find the power to go out and face the world; during the past days his insecureties had only grown and started eating him up alive.

if no one would come and help him out, he'd most probably die because of an accidental overdose of sleeping pills.

there was just one problem.

jinwoo had no one who would come to save him.

suddenly he tripped on a plastic object he had thrown through the room along with other things the past day. with a groan he put himself together to see what it was. it was a radio.

and for some stupid coindence he turned it on. while he fumbled around some of the buttons until he heard the most beautiful voice on earth announce the weather. could it really be her? he thought before he spaced out again; this time peacefully.

since he had stayed at her home, cho hee never saw jinwoo again. although she tried to find him anywhere, which didn't work out, since she was blind and couldn't give a description of him.

through all this time she felt nervous and worried for the strangely familar guy. cho hee knew, that he was insecure and depressed, though he never told her.

his actions and the way he spoke, made her certain of that and it hurt her heart how he suffered.

if she only could meet him again... she'd try everything possible.