Cheers erupted through your designated dressing room as your managers and stylists brought out a cake to celebrate your first successful debut as a soloist finally. You clapped in tiny, a small smile on your face as you blew out the candles. Celebrations finally started as you felt a huge weight lifted off of your shoulders which had been placed for about for a few months. You had a small smile on your face as you talked to your stylists and dancers, appreciating and thanking them for their help as you felt someone's hand on your shoulder. You looked around to see a familiar face, or a familiar person who was a part of your life, in a nutshell, his name was Yohan, your ex-boyfriend. "Hey, I was just here to congratulate on your debut as a soloist, not many could do that", his perfect smile melted your heart and it would be a lie if you told you still did not have feelings for him. "T-thanks, I appreciate it", you smile a bit at him and anyone could tell the both of you did not break up on bad terms, rather it was due to his company that he had to break up with you and you completely understood. "Could we talk?" his soft voice reached your ears again, his smile melting your heart yet again.