Im Eunjung opened both her eyes slowly. Her visions were still blurred by the bright lights shimmering on her eyes. She then blinked for three times until she could at least look at the ceiling. After a couple of minutes of staring, she realised she wasn't at her own room and asked herself, "Where am I?" 

She gained her strength to stretch and sat up. She wasn't really concious about the surroundings yet. Right after that, Eunjung saw her mom entered the unusual room, crying really painfully as she got on her knees to lean closer to where Eunjung was. She held Eunjung's hand and cried even louder. This is the time she started to panic, this is the perfect time to panic, "No, what happened?" 

She turned her head back and she was really startled that she could see her own sleeping body. She stood up and being shocked and confused. She tried to respond to her mother's hand but she couldn't. She tried to shout but no one seemed to be able to hear her. 

"Mom, I'm here. I'm here!" Eunjung leaned closer to her mom's ear, screaming panicly. She tried not to cry. Seeing her own mom crying sorrowfully might be really painful to watch. She didn't understand the situation but there were no one to seek explanations from.

Mrs.Im left the room after the visiting time was over. Eunjung scanned the whole room, trying to search for some clue. She learnt that she was in an unfamiliar hospital. Without going too far, she walked back to look at her own face, "So, this is how I look like when I sleep."

"There is a very big scar on my forehead. What did I do?" 

She was startled when another visitor stepped in. This time it was her dad, and her twin sister, Eunji. Her eyebrows were furrowed as they walk in — worried. She couldn't help but to cry again after seeing Eunji tearing up. 

"Right. I was playing with Eunji. I clearly remember we were at the park, playing with other kids. But what happens next? Why am I the only one here. Eunji looks clearly fine."

"How to go back to my own body..."

Eunjung tried to dive into her own body, but she failed. She tried to sleep on the bed and leaned completely, but she didn't feel one with her own body. Feeling frustrated, she decided to not do anything and followed her dad and Eunji out of the room. 

Out there, her grandparents, uncles and aunts, cousins and her sisters were all here. Everyone looked sad, and sympathetic towards Mrs. Im. She roamed around her big family, looking sad every time she passed by Eunji and her mom, craving to pat their back and tell them that she was here. She noticed her older sister, Nayoung, not crying like usual, especially for Eunjung.

"Pfft, heart of a steel," Eunjung scoffed and stuck her tongue out in front of Nayoung. It was the first time she could freely do that without getting pinched on her arm. She was laughing but  her smile faded when she realised that it was 18th December, which was Nayoung's birthday and they were supposed to eat korean beef for dinner. 

Eunjung had no choice but to accept the situation that her in real life was not concious at the moment. She knew it once she saw that the room her body lied in was Intensive Care Unit (ICU). She felt a little bit relieved that she was at least not dead yet. 

"What the hell did I do to deserve an ICU?"

It was 5:30 PM and her family members were going home one by one, remaining Mr. Im who promised to take care and give updates about Eunjung's condition. She sat beside her dad who didn't seem worried at all. But she didn't really mind because that is just how her dad was. Busy and never really showed emotions. She felt bored, again. She roamed around helplessly.

"Is this what souls do when they can't go back to their own body?" 

Eunjung shrugged it off and chosed to walk around. So many people were going in and out of the hospital, some were really sick, some were there in a critical condition, some passed away, people were crying, some were complaining about the pain they felt. It was really scary for a 13-year-old girl to be alone in the world she had never known.

The clock kept on ticking. Eunjung had no signs of waking up anytime sooner. Mr. Im was on the phone with someone, probably her mom. Just then, sounds of police's car and ambulance were filling around the building. Eunjung ran out to see what was happening. Medias were everywhere, flashes of cameras, the crowd running. Eunjung couldn't believe her eyes. What is this? Is it murder, is it a special case? Movie shooting? 

The doctors and nurses ran out to fetch the weak body that just came out from the ambulance. They pushed the stretcher to a familiar place, which was the ICU where Eunjung's body was. Eunjung followed them by running behind them, nothing was clear for her because everything was so urgent. But she was sure that it was a face of a man in his late 20s. After they reached the room they directly gave this patient first aid. They monitored the patient's breathing but unfortunately straight line is formed on the eletrocardiograph. 

Eunjung furrowed her brows once more, feeling sad and pity. He was still young. She watched from far away, it was really painful to let someone go. She kept her eyes on his body, his body was perfectly built and fit. He looked so calm and peaceful, what caused his death? 

Just after he was declared dead, someone, more like a soul, appeared from his body. The situation was completely the same like hers before. He was just as surprised as she was. Eunjung gasped and hid anywhere she could, with her eyes still peeping on the unbelievable situation. She couldn't believe she would get the chance to see all these things happening.

She narrowed her eyes to try to look clearer. He looked really confused and lost. He tried to dive into his body as well, slept on the bed, trying to wake himself up, even tried to shake the doctors and nurses but nothing worked. Obviously.

"He did. He did exactly like what I did. I am not the only one!"

He sat on the bed, above his dead body, right after giving up. He had enough try. Eunjung watched his face and by then she widened her sharp and small eyes, couldn't help but to gasp loudly. Wait, he looks like Nayoung eonnie's "boyfriend". 

"He noticed me. He heard me. He heard my gasp."

Eunjung stayed still, covering with both of her hands. She was sweating. It felt like she was entering horror house which she hated the most. The guy walked closer, closer, and closer to the source of noise earlier. Eunjung inhaled and exhaled, trying to keep herself calm. Her eyeballs were focusing on the floor before sensing his presence nearby.

Her eyes met his, they were looking at each other. Was this happiness, because they could actually see each other, or sadness, because he was just someone, that Nayoung, loved so much.

"J-Jonghyun... Oppa?"