First love, it hurts... makes us different, but in most cases kills all feelings. 10 years ago, you met in high school , studied in the same year, fell in love and started dating secretly... but at one point your parents found out the whole truth, the scandal lasted more than one day and as a result you were forced to move and marry a girl..... "our son would never become gay, do not disgrace yourself and become normal!" the only thing you remember from your mother then. There was no such breakup, you were simply torn away from him, your heart was torn, because your heart was filled with him...

Today, as usual after a hard day at work, you went to the bar to have a drink, sit down at the counter and order a martini, looking around the hall you notice a couple of drunk madams, a pianist and men playing cards. Today a new jazz singer arrived at the bar, and judging by the music in the hall, he arrived. By pure chance, you turn your head and see him....that same singer, on stage, singing a jazz song in a deep voice...

Taehyung sings a song and briefly looks up, barely forgetting the lyrics of the song, notices you, continues singing, not on focusing his old love and looks at the floor, already imagining in his head how to start a conversation after the end of the song