Seohyun had loved Yonghwa. No. She loved Yonghwa, even now. Even if he was already dead. Even if he was being kept alive by a machine. Even if he would never talk to her again, look at her again, or touch her again, she would love him. Yonghwa watched Seohyun. Even if he couldnt touch her, talk to her, or let her know that he was there, at least he could watch over her. He still loved her. He would always love her. Forever. But how long could she love someone she could never laugh with again? How long could she love someone she could never embrace again? How long . . . would it take for her to crack?  Foreword"You dont smile a lot, do you?" She looked up. The foolish smiling face of a boy greeted her."Thats none of your business," she scoffed, returning to the work in front of her. "It is my business," the boy replied, pulling up a chair to sit next to her. "Because Im your seat partner" Seohyun stared him straight in the eye. "So?""So that means I care," the boy said, still smiling. "Im Cho Kyuhyun. Nice to meet you."