They ended up by the riverbank where Changmin had witnessed his first suicide attempt. They happily talked about things that they've been wanting to for days but was unsure of how to approach it. "So, why did you start dancing?" "Well, I was really interested in it and I turned out to be a natural. Why did you not become a famous artist?" Sangyeon's smile disappeared and old memories started to resurface. "I'm sorry, it must be a touchy-" "It's fine. I just...had myself permanently banned in the art world." "Eh? How?" "They considered it threatening and indecent. In my opinion, they just couldn't handle the fact that it accurately represented them as a whole." "What was it?" "It was like a war scene, except people were fighting over money and killing those who don't fit the mold." "That's deep..."

Changmin noticed a cat up above then proceeded to wave at it. Just as he looked away, he saw a car heading in the direction of the cat. He figured the cat would be okay as it'd probably be across in time. After a bit he heard mewing and looked back up. The cat had stopped moving. "Hold on a second." Changmin jogged up towards the cat and saw it had its paw stuck. He figured it'd be simple then lifted up its leg, only to hear a pained meow come from the cat. He decided to search for something to help lessen the pain then remembered there was a car heading this way. "Hopefully they'll see the cat..."

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Sangyeon retold them what he saw. He didn't understand why they kept rechecking with him. He wanted to see Changmin. "Are we done?" "Ye-" Sangyeon had hurried out of the room then called Youngjae. "I expected you to call." He memorized the address and quickly made his way over. "Excuse me." Sangyeon stopped as a woman had stepped in his path. She handed him the cat then sent him on his way. He decided to figure it out later and called Chanhee.

"Thanks Chan..." "No problem. Go in." Sangyeon briefly looked at the cat then went in.

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Changmin stared long and hard at his leg. He slightly moved it then felt searing pain. He wondered what would become of it. Did he regret helping the cat? Possibly, but all life was precious in his eyes. "Evening, Mr. Ji." "Evening." He quietly listened as she rattled things off. "And I'll just cut to the chase with this. You won't be able to use your leg the way you used to. So, no standing for long periods of time, you can't kick with it, no complicated dance moves-" He felt everything crumble around him. Was it really that serious? So serious that he couldn't do the one thing he loved? "So, this is a drastic life change that I hope you're ready for." "Yeah..." He knew he didn't mean that.

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Sangyeon hadn't seen Changmin for almost a month and wondered if he was doing okay. Youngjae told him he didn't want visitors and sadly pushed him away. He missed Changmin. He decided to head over anyway after he finished his shift at his new job.

He wondered what he would possibly say to Changmin. He had planned to tell Changmin on that day about his feelings then, that he's completely certain of now. He liked Changmin. Sangyeon could only hope he felt the same way. He arrived at Changmin's apartment and rang the doorbell. He pressed his ear to the door and heard shuffling coming from inside. The sound of something breaking filled his ears along with frustrated grunts. "Changmin! Open up!" He hoped Changmin would come to his senses after hearing his voice and come open the door. Nothing could be heard and he wondered if he had moved to another room. He sat down on the floor and waited. It was all he could do.

Changmin had searched through all of Younghae's belongings and found what he was looking for. He stared long and hard then out the door. He had heard Sangyeon call for him, but the last thing he wanted was for Sangyeon to see him like this. He dragged himself out of Youngjae's room and headed towards the front door. He leaned his head against it then sadly called out to Sangyeon. "Chang? What's going on? Let me in...please..." "I can't..." He gripped the bottle tightly and felt tears streaming down his face. "Why?" "You'll interfere with my plan..." "What plan? Changmin!" He slid down the wall in tears and in pain. Dance was everything he had and the one thing that connected him and Sangyeon.

Sangyeon never felt so helpless. It bothered him even more that they didn't have a spare hidden anywhere. "Changmin, don't do this...How do you think I'll feel!?" He was in hysterics at this point. He didn't care if people passing by were staring. His only concern was trying to save that man behind the door. "Changmin...can you hear me?" No response. "Please, Chang..." He tried the door again and saw that it was now unlocked. He entered then looked around for Changmin. "Changmin..." He searched through rooms, knowing one of them held Changmin inside.

He opened another door and saw it was a bedroom. "What is that..." He slowly walked over then fell back in horror and shock. There was blood all around him and pills scattered about. He didn't know whether he should scream, cry or a combination of both. He slowly crawled over to Changmin then poked him and quickly drew his hand back. "Changmin..." Sangyeon was now shaking and in tears. He cradled Changmin in his arms as hot tears streamed down his face. His hands and clothes were coated in Changmin's blood, but he didn't care. He just wanted to know why. Why didn't Changmin want to live anymore. Weren't they each other's #1? Was it all a lie? He felt someone prying Changmin from his arms and eventually let go as they took him away.