You and Bang Chan were... Complicated.

In short terms, a situationship. Built on sweet nothings whispered at night, interlocked pinkies under the stars, and lyrics written for one in the next album.

An idol and a girl. Not a fan par say, just a light noticed in the dark world. It was hard, the rumors, fans, and touring. But Chan made it work.

He gave his all, in his work, and with you. Facetimes in the empty hotel rooms, short texts during the day, a voice message right before a performance. You meant a lot to him. And it killed him that he couldn't prove it to you in person more.

While on a quick few days back in Seoul before the next stop of the tour, you finally get the chance to meet up. You take an easy stroll along the dark path of the Han river, arms brushing slightly with each step, the breeze carrying your perfume to his nose.

As you reach the end, Chan turns to you. There was so much emotion on his face, let alone his eyes. He looked desperate, stressed even. He takes your hands, his slightly shaky as he holds onto you.

"I wont let you down." He whispers, the stillness of the night letting his voice be heard clearly. And as he takes in your smile and promises, a voice in the back of his head doesn't let up.

Yes I will. Yes I will. Yes I will.