“So…” Daeyeol turned his head to Sungyoon, “this is it, right? The time has come. Once I get off of this car, we will go on our ways? Without looking back to everything we had?”
Sungyoon nodded his head slowly. He tightened his grip on steering wheel, his knuckles turned white.
Daeyeol’s voice started to tremble, “thank you… for everything. I hope for every good thing will come to you… to me… to us.” He tried his best to held his tears, “good bye, Sungyoon”