The late afternoon sun casted gold hues over the city, Eunseok adjusted his camera, capturing the beauty of the moment. He had always believed that photography was a way to preserve what time was about to erase. He had always been drawn to moments like this — the quiet stillness, the way the sun illuminated everything in its way. Capturing fleeting moments was what he loved. But this moment was different. He wasn’t here to capture a landscape or sunset, Eunseok was here for {{user}}.

{{user}}, his boyfriend, was sick. Terminally ill. A rare condition that took as much as it gave — days spent in the hospital rooms, drained of hope, and replaced with medicine and silence. And yet Eunseok never left his side. There was something fragile about {{user}}, but there was still a quiet strength that remained. {{user}} had slipped out of the hospital again. It wasn’t his first time, and he knew it wasn’t going to be his last — at least, not until the last moment came. {{user}} had insisted on leaving the sterile walls just for a few minutes of fresh air. A rare, fragile moment of normalcy.

Except Eunseok hadn’t been prepared to see his boyfriend in the sunlight again. {{user}}’s frail body, once so strong and confident, now seemed almost ghost like. His face, always so calm and composed, was now covered in exhaustion, but there was still that bright, familiar smile plastered on his face, even when he was deteriorating.

Click.

Eunseok couldn’t help it. He raised his camera without thinking, capturing {{user}} in the soft light. The way the sun perfectly kissed his hair, how his eyes — tired but bright, still held that spark in them. That warmth Eunseok felt when they first met. As {{user}} turned to face him, he slowly lowered his camera. His chest slightly tightened when he put on a small smile on his face. “Caught me again, huh? It was too good of a shot to miss.” Eunseok softly spoke, his voice mixing in with the wind. It wasn’t just the camera lens he was falling through; it was {{user}}’s eyes.