I open my eyes but the light was too bright. I close them again and blink several times before retry. A white high ceiling greets me.

“Oh, you’re awake.”  A voice says. At first, I can’t recognize to whom that voice belonged. Yet little by little, my fogged brain cleared and I’m starring at my little sister’s doctor. What’s he doing here? I don’t voice it out but try to remember where I am.

According to my last memory I was in my sister’s room, but where’s this? Why I am here?

“Did you remember what happened?” seemingly he hasn’t leaves my side yet. I stare at him and try to open my mouth, but my throat feels so dry. “Here,” he’s aware with my condition and move to help me drink with a straw.

Before answer his question, I try to scan my surrounding. I’m lying on a bed and an IV attached to my right hand. From the smell and the fact that he’s wearing his scrub and white robe, I can tell I’m still in hospital.

“Where’s this?” I ask.

“You’re in the emergency room,” he finally tells me.

I close my eyes and the memory rushing in my mind. When accompanied my sister, I was feeling dehydrated and hot, at the same time I also felt dizzy and got stomachache then I went to the toilet. Before I could open the door, everything went black and now I’m here.

“Durami…” I say, remembering my sister, try to pull my body up but my strength failed me.

“Lay down, don’t mind your sister, your mom with her now.” He says, pushing my body down to the bed. “You got poisoned,” he says before I questioned him what happened with me. “You allergic to shrimp,” it isn’t a question, but a statement.

I nod at his word. I’m aware what I’m allergic into.

“Apparently the soup you ate had shrimp in it, I can say plenty.”

Ah, that explains the rest. I nod my head again. Feeling weary, I close my eyes again. But he isn’t finish with his story yet.

“Nurse Park and I found you in lied in the bathroom, drained. If we late, the scenario is different now and you wouldn’t be here.”

I snap my eyes open, blinked at him. Not about the different scenario. But about he was the one who found me. I’m totally remembering my situation before I out, but not how I was out. And hearing he told me that, my face suddenly feel hot. Crap!

What if he found me at inappropriate form?!

OKAY I KNOW, I HAVE ANOTHER ONGOING STORY.. BUT I JUST CAN'T ABANDOND THE TEMPTATION OF THE HANDSOME DOCTOR!!

LOOOOOOKKKKKK *POINTING UP* HE JUST SO FINE...... ;A; HOW CAN YOU ASK ME TO IGNORE HIM??? OTL