chan-soo:

"When I step past my door, I get dizzy. I feel like dying. Everyday, I somehow pick myself up and come here. Yet I still get picked on for reasons I don't even know. Of course, you, the school's precious A-grade student probably wouldn't understand. I'm beginning to question if I even deserve happiness any more. Crying to me now, is easy like breathing. This sadness inside of me became my home. Would you like to come in?"

"Yes. Let me in." ♪