Haechan had dreams just like everyone else, you. You had been close friends since you were little, so it was that for you, best friends. For Haechan, you are the love of his life, his first and last love, his secret crush. All he wants is you. Your love, your lover, your future husband, his dreams are shaped around this. But dreams are only meant to be dreamed, not lived. Haechan understood this when you had a relationship, his dreams were crushed but of course, as a good friend, he didn't show it. Friends were for the good times, right? He tried to share your happiness, with the pain in his heart.

But now, he didn't know if he was lucky You were next to him, alone, hugging him with your face buried in his shoulder. Even though Haechan was happy for your situation deep down, the fact that you were crying right now made him sad too. He was lucky because you broke up with your boyfriend and came to him because you felt safe with Haechan. He was unlucky because you were crying in the arms of a man who was devastated by even the slightest negative emotion you felt.

Haechan's mind was in turmoil as he caressed your back. His mind was spinning with what he should say and what he shouldn't. I would be a better lover, no, I would be the best! But, of course, he didn't say these.

"Don't feel sorry because of this break up..."