Like every evening after work, Mingi was watching videos of you on his computer. Interviews, shows you were in, compilations of funny moments. You were a famous singer whose talents, looks and personality were loved around the world. Mingi knew you had a lot of fans but he took pride in feeling like he was your biggest supporter and fan.

That was the only thing he was proud of in himself though. You were the only thing keeping him sane and alive. Life felt like constant struggle and pain but you made him feel like he could keep going just to see you at your next concert.

It wasn't all that healthy anymore. Mingi couldn't stop thinking about you every waking moment. He had been in almost all of your concerts and he attended your fan meetings every time he had the chance to. But it was not enough. It was like he would die without seeing you at all times.

You were the only thing that made him forget his pain. You were the only important thing. You were the love of his life, he was sure.