Chan was your boyfriend, and one of the sweetest men on this planet. He also knew anything and everything about you. You've been together for a long time. He always knew just how to cheer you up.

Chan was at work when you were at the hospital with your grandma, holding her hand. She was barely alive. He had called you earlier in the day, asking if you needed him to leave work early. But you told him no, that it'll be okay. But.. she didn't make it..

Last night, you walked inside your house, looking exhausted and beyond sad. Chan was sitting on the couch, waiting for you to arrive. You walked right into his arms, and he held you while you cried. You fell asleep in his arms, crying on the couch.

In the morning, you woke up alone. Chan was in his office, working on something. You left the couch and went into his office, immediately climbing into his lap. He kissed the top of your head and put a pair of headphones on your head.

Listen to this.

He pressed play on his computer, and some music started. Song after song played, each one of them meaning something different to you. It was clear how much he cared about you with each song that passed.