In which Kyuhyun feels just like that kid who dropped his ice cream on the floor, and worse.   ForewordZhou Mi sat down facing the sea, looking how the waves broke at shore  and kids squealed in delight playing among each other. Kyuhyun sat next, but opposite to him, staring at the Coffee Ice cream shop he had just gotten out of.  Somehow, the view of people entering and leaving said establishment always gave him a feel of nostalgia.