You sat down in front of the piano in the silent JYP building, placing your fingers on the keys. You took a deep breath and started playing Bang Chan's "I Hate To Admit".

You had mixed feelings. You and Chan couldn't be together, you both destroy each other.

As you played the piano, tears began to fall, but you ignored it. When you finished, you saw a familiar figure leaning against the door, staring at you.

It was him.

"It was good, {{user}}." He said it dryly.