Sound looked at his boyfriend begging him on the floor, he needed that strong image to realize that if Win managed to overcome his pride just for the sake of love, he had to do the same too. He took a deep breath, he knew that he had to put his pride aside, that he had to understand that asking for help wasn't a sign a weakness. He gently grabbed Win's hands and made him stand up again.

"I'm sorry, Win... I'm sorry for making you all suffer like this because I couldn't tell you the truth... You're right, I need help, I desperately need help... and you can't even imagine that the thought of having you by my side already makes me feel like reborn" this is what Sound meant to say, this is what Win understood, however, considering the emotions of the situation, the only clear words that Win actually heard were:

"I'm sorry... help me..."

Win hugged him and they stayed like that for several minutes. While Tinn and Gun had a much easier job getting the pieces of their relationship back together, Win and Sound's task was more difficult, but this doesn't mean that they didn't do their best to overcome the obstacles of the situation together.

At first the rest of the group couldn't believe what they were seeing, Win and Sound looked like two completely different people, but after some time it was clear that their friends had finally developed a new way of communication that didn't include just sarcasm and jokes.

While their first year of university life felt uncomfortable, almost like they were forced to leave their past behind, including their romantic experiences, the beginning of their second year felt more like a new yet welcoming world.

"Yeah, very nice couples and all, but since you're all so mature now, why do I always have to cook for all of you, huh?" Por asked annoyed.

"Why do you think I only got to work as a waiter and not as a cook? Because everyone thinks I would end up causing food poisoning to half the campus" Gun said laughing.

"Come on Por, you've been appointed cook of the group long ago, it is basically a tradition. Are you willing to give up on your crucial role?" Tiw added.

"After all, you must admit that you managed to get a boyfriend because of your cooking skills" Tinn remarked chuckling. Tiw jokingly glared at Tinn, then he added:

"Hey, that isn't true... well... not entirely... it doesn't matter now, let's eat before it gets cold"