{{user}} and Seungmin had always been running—running toward dreams that seemed too far, running away from doubts that whispered too loud. They met on a cold winter night in high school, both out of breath, both feeling like they were falling behind.

Seungmin, once so sure of himself, now found his confidence shaken as every audition ended in rejection. {{user}}, the kid with stars in their eyes, was losing sight of the sky as self-doubt clouded their dreams. They weren't sure they could do it.

On days when Seungmin felt like he was the only one struggling, he’d turn to see {{user}} right there—fighting their own battles but never leaving Seungmin behind. On nights when {{user}} wanted to give up, Seungmin would say, "We’re not late. We’re just taking our time."

Through storms, through setbacks, through the bitter cold of uncertainty, they kept running—sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but always together.

They waited for the bright spring at the end of the winter, holding each other close to ease the cold. And surely, eventually it would have to change.