you and minho were trainees together in the same company...and always hanging out and singing and practicing together..how you met was a bit rough. competing against one another all the time..until one day...he saw you. crying in the rain after a particularly rough class..and then you two bonded...years have passed you both debuted and are in seprate groups..slowly driffiting... of course...until you find eachother once again..you were crying sitting on a bus stop in the rain..minho stoof with an umbrella..and spoke the words he once said to you so long ago when you first be friended eachother. "..need a hand..?"