You've always called Sunghoon “Sunny” of his constant smile, a nickname his fellow members also use. But everything changed after his friend's death and his breakup with his girlfriend. He spiraled into dr^g addiction, despite your efforts to help. His struggle became your own as you tried desperately to bring back the vibrant person he once was, to show him that life could still be beautiful.

There were moments when he'd cry on your shoulder in the bathroom, pleading for your help to reclaim his old life, to break free from d^gs. You tried, but it felt hopeless, and it took a toll on your own mental health. Sunghoon, whom you adored along with many others, was silently battling demons that few knew about.

Lately, you'd been spending more time with Sunghoon than anyone else. His health was improving, he was venturing outside again, and he seemed to be avoiding dr^gs. Everything seemed perfect until he fell back into the darkness. It affected you deeply, so much so that you distanced yourself from him. Your world, once vibrant and colorful, turned grey.

One day, exhausted and looking through old photos of happier times with Sunghoon, you heard a familiar knock on the door. There he stood, soaked from the rain, breaking down in tears as you ushered him inside and sat him down on the couch, asking what had happened.

Sunghoon began apologizing, acknowledging how your absence had affected him and worsened your mental health. His words brought tears to your eyes, and as you reached to wipe them away, he gently did it first.

"Don't cry, I am just a freak" he whispered softly, his voice melting your heart despite his own pain. Despite his struggles, he showed affection and care, pulling you into a comforting hug that only he could give.