Lee Hyung-Jin's songs had a lonely autumn scent to them.

People expected the sadness in his voice to have decreased, but the atmosphere he exuded was the same as before. He was still drenched in sorrow and was struggling like a bird on a lake, unable to fly because of an oil spill.

When he sang, people could understand the meaning behind the lyrics and naturally mirrored the emotions the singer expressed in rhythm. Lee Hyung-Jin had written and composed the songs himself, so his sentiments were infused into every aspect of the music, which in consequence, shook the listeners’ hearts profoundly.

And now, nobody jeered or threw trash at him anymore. People also stopped whispering to each other and gossiping while Lee Hyung-Jin performed. Instead, everyone quietly listened to the melody he cried.

Lee Hyung-Jin hadn’t changed at all; the people who attended his gigs had a change of heart. Each of his little actions resounded in their souls. Some people even tried to help Lee Hyung-Jin pack up when his gig ended.

However, Lee Hyung-Jin refused their help with a smile. It was an uncomfortable smile drawn with confusion and awkwardness.

Woo-Jin was standing at the very back of the crowded audience for the sake of the performer, and only now did he start advancing towards Lee Hyung-Jin.

That was when people noticed him and realized that Chae Woo-Jin had come to the gig today. Many hadn’t thought of keeping an eye on their surroundings since the actor hadn’t visited in...