Jihwan notices the empty drawers that used to hold Eunhae’s clothes and personal belongings. The poster of Super Junior on her wall was gone, and also the pictures of her siblings. They were all being packed into a box and the one suitcase that Eunhae brought with her from America. He looks around at her lined sneakers, a little confused.

“Eunhae?” He calls. He stares at her, begging for an answer. “What are you doing?”

Eunhae shoves a shirt in her suitcase. None of them were folded. It looked like she just grabbed a pile of clothes and threw it down. “I’m going home.”

Jihwan’s mind blanks. “What?”

Eunhae glares at him, like he just knocked her ice cream cone out of her hand.

Jihwan lowers himself to his knees, and scans the items that are being put away. “Are you moving…?” Away?

“I’m going home,” Eunhae states.

Jihwan literally stops Eunhae’s hands as it moved to close the suitcase. “Why? The date for our debut is already set. We have a chance! Kids our age sacrificed their lives and you're going to throw yours away?"

Eunhae slaps Jihwan’s hands away and sighed. “Do you really not get it?”

Jihwan shakes his head, but he stays silent to let her know that he’s listening.

“My parents were in Super Junior, you know that right?” Eunhae starts, her words jumbling with each other from how fast she’s talking. “They have come so far to live a quiet life, I can’t do this to them. Being an idol means exposing my life.”

“Are you ashamed of your parents?” Jihwan asks softly. “Love’s not a crime.”

“I’m not ashamed of them,” Eunhae murmurs. “I’m just afraid of what people will do if they find out. My family could be in danger…”

“Aren’t you using your English name on stage?” Jihwan reasons. “No one really knows you that well.”

Eunhae says nothing, and finally manages to close her suitcase.

Jihwan stays rooted, ready to spring up if Eunhae walks out. She can’t just go. Their lives are just about to get started.

“Stay,” Jihwan begs.

Eunhae takes a good look at her best friend.

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Jihwan adds.

Eunhae opens her suitcase, and commands Jihwan to help her unpack.

~

Eunhyuk-ah...when I first saw you, when I was in my second year of middle school, I thought of doing a duet with you, and I also thought of doing Super Junior with you. As compared to saying I like you, I think saying I love you is more fitting. I love you, I love you, I really love you. A text message came, I love you now. I wish that it’s from you, I love you….

Eunhae listens to Donghae’s deep voice, flat out confessing his love to Hyukjae. She leans her back on the bathroom wall, her phone in her hand. The audio keeps repeating, but Eunhae doesn’t have any intention of c