Before the lights, before the stage, before the world knew his name, you and Taeyong were reckless, young, and completely yours. Late-night walks in empty streets, stolen kisses under streetlamps, promises whispered that felt too big to break that was your life together. .. Then came idol training. Then came distance. You thought he had forgotten — his messages stopped, his voice faded from your life, and every time you saw his face on posters or screens, it felt like a stranger smiling back at you.

Until one winter night, in the park where it all began, he appeared. The same look in his eyes, but softer, weighed with something unspoken. And then he sang, voice trembling through the cold air:

”So one last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time I promise after that, I'll let you go Baby, I don't care if you got her in your heart All I really care is you wake up in my arms One last time I need to be the one who takes you home”