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[Is it turned on? Oh, yeah it is. Hello, Minho here. It had been a long since I recorded something. I wonder why did I stop doing this. I stopped around thirteen I think. Let me look. ... Yes, the last one is from Eighth October. Two thousand eleven. Seven years passed. I am already twenty. Twenty years old Lee Minho. It had been seven years since I recorded this. Many things changed. But my heart did not. I think I still love... no... I am sure I still love her. And it is making me go crazy. ]
- silence -
[I think I am stupid for feeling this way. She loves somebody else. I am nothing else just her friend, right? ]
- laugh -
- silence -
- sigh -
[But life goes on. This had been Minho. Spending his time all alone on the roof of his house. It's twentieth of April, two thousand eighteen. And this is the end. ]
