"What happened to uncle?" Mark asked.


                          
She pouted, "His flight got delayed. That's why he couldn't make it. I think he'll arrive tomorrow." She sighed.


                          
"Why my brother though?" Mark asked.


                          
"Because he's the one I know who's a father to all of us, even if he isn't the eldest." She sighed. "Irene unnie will still be the one to hand me my diploma, though." She said. "I'll just give the ribbon to Taeyong-oppa and he'll be the one to give me my medals." 


                          
Mark nodded. "I agree with you, though... hyung... he's like my father even if he's only four years older than me.."


                          
"But why didn't you choose Jaehyun-hyung though?" Mark asked.


                          
The girl rolled her eyes, "Do I look like Eunmi to you— oops. Sorry." She suddenly wanted to burry herself alive.


                          
"Just get lost, Yeri-yah." Mark snorted.


                          
She sighed, "You'll see each other soon, I'm certain." She patted Mark's back before going back to her seat.


                          
And Mark wouldn't admit it, but at the bottom of his heart, there's a teeny, tiny, hope that maybe, maybe they'll see each other again and smile like they used to.


                          
***
                          
The graduation ceremony started, but Mark couldn't care less. He was already holding his diploma— a guarantee that he passed this stage (hell, Mark wanted to say), and that's all he could ask for.


                          
"Before we end the ceremony, we would like to hear it from our very own performers..." The host said and the audience gave them a warm of applause.


                          
A spotlight was shining directly to Jaemin, who was playing the piano. 


                          
"Jaemin-ah? What the heck is he doing there?" He whispered to himself when Jaemin started to play the piano.


                          
Then it hit him.


                          
The melody started to play and memories started to flow like a river inside his head.


                          
Another spotlight lighted.


                          
"kkumil geoya
gieok sok moseub geudaero
nae nunape nega meomchwo isseo"


                          
This is probably a dream
Just like my memories
You're right in front of me


                          
He suddenly remembered how he begged Jaehyun, Taeil and Doyoung to sing for him.


                          
"HYUUUUNGGGG!!! JUST THIS ONE, PLEASE!! I SUCK AT SINGING!" Mark pleased the three who were throwing weird looks at him.


                          
"No is a no, Mark." Jaehyun said, cringing at Mark's kicked puppy face.


                          
"PLEASE I'LL TREAT YOU DINNER!!! I PROMISE!" 


                          
The eldest of the four sighed, "Let's go." He smiled at Mark.


                          
"Taeil-hyung jinjja? You'll help me?" He asked.


                          
The older nodded. "Yeah."


                          
"THANK YOU GUYS!! THAT'S WHY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!" He hugged the three and went to the university's recording studio.