Youngjae smells the rain first. Then he feels it trickle down his face. He realizes that its not just the rain drops. ForewordHello, this is my first story. I hope that if you have a suggestion, you will let me know. Questions are openly welcome. Also, if this sotry is, in any way, similar to another story (Title, Storyline, or events) then I apologize but this is my own story. Enoy!P.S. There needs to be more MarkJae in life...