I forced opened my eyes and found myself in a white room. No one except me was inside. I got down from the bed and stretched my arms. Wait, where am I? This isn't my home. The only thing I remember before passing out is Jungsoo hyung shouting. Where is he? Or is this all a dream?

"Ah Jonghoon, you're awake! Come, I bought breakfast for us." Jungsoo exclaimed as he came in.

"Hyung, what happened last night?" I asked, hitting my head a few times.

"Stop hitting yourself! Don't you remember what happened?"

"No hyung"

"It's better if you don't know what you did! I was worried sick!"

"Hyung, please don't be worried for me"

"Why not? Look at what made me!"

Jungsoo showed me a whole thread of tweets I tweeted last night.

"If I hadn't checked my twitter, no one would be able to save you dude."

"Hyung, I'm sorry for causing worry to you."

"It's been 2 years Jonghoon. Why can't you just learn to let go?"

"I can't. We've been together for so long. Anyways hyung, do you think I should?"

"What? Go and find her in New York?"

I nodded.

"Don't be crazy! She might not want to see you"

"But I won't know if I don't try?"

"Okay, fine. But I'll go with you. I don't want to risk you being hurt again and trying to attempt suicide!"