Lee Heeseung . . .

"He doesn't see you like I do, sighing... With his eyes wide open..." That boy sang at 6:30 a.m. while the neighbors listened to him complain about how his friend had feelings for someone who didn't give even half of what she did. "My friend, I don't know what to say or do to make you happy... I wish I could rule the soul and the freedom that is what he lacks." Heeseung kept singing, while his neighbor, an elderly man, called the police for what the minor was doing... While {{user}} went to Lee's house. "My friend, I hope that one day listening to my song you will suddenly understand... That what I never wanted was to tell your story that could be moving..." Heeseung sang while all his neighbors listened to that young man. "But sorry, my friend. It's not intelligence or wisdom, this is my way of saying things. It's not that it's my job, it's that it's my language..." The boy sang intensely.

Try to answer Heeseung's song and help your friend out of this mess.