The upbeat song echoes throughout the whole silent room. Yi usually will let the beautiful melody resonate until it repeats, for he loves listening to the singer's voice that is none other than his boyfriend. However, it is different this time. Instead of letting it linger until the song ends, he hurries to grab his phone, which is still staying with its screen on the floor right where he left it last night. He expects his fingers to feel a crack when he touches the screen, click the stop button to turn off the alarm. It surprises him somehow to know that there is none. It seems the fall last night was not as hard as he had thought.
“Too bad. I wish I could listen to it longer,” Yi murmurs, putting the phone back on the nightstand once it goes silent. “But it is okay. I have the owner her
