Daehyun ran into the hospital in panic. His eyes searched around as he breathed heavily through his mouth.

“Daehyun! Over here!”

Daehyun looked to the source of the voice and saw a woman in her late 30’s waving frantically at him. He recognized her from the circus and quickly headed her way.

“Where’s Han-ah? Is she okay?” he asked frantically. Alice sniffled and shook her head.

“Her fever is rising and if this continues…she, she might-” Alice said and began crying.

“Might not what? Please, tell me,” Daehyun pleaded.

“S-Sh-She might- she might not make it,” she said and began shaking as she cried.

Daehyun stood, paralyzed. **No, no, this isn’t right. She can’t just go, no, I can’t let this happen**

“Where is she right now?” Daehyun said.

“Sh-She’s down stairs in the basement,” Alice said. “Wait, you need to wear a protection suit or else you’ll be sick as well.” They headed towards the elevator.  They got in and they waited nervously as the elevator began to descend. She walked into a room and took out the suit and mask. Daehyun put them on and she checked, making sure he was completely covered. She nodded and left him to be alone with you.

Daehyun’s hand shook as he twisted the knob open. He looked up and saw your small, uncomfortable, and sick figure. He gently closed the door and headed your way. He sat on a nearby chair and stared at your worn face. Your face had gone completely pale and your lips were dry. You looked much skinnier and that was not a good sign.

A tear slid down his face as he saw you shiver. He covered you with another blanket he had found on the bed beside you. You stopped shivering but you began to sweat. Daehyun took a bowl from one of the drawers and headed towards the bathroom. He the faucet and took a newtowel. (A.N. Imagine the room is just like a smaller one room house without the kitchen and any entertaining eletronics. Just basic supplies like water, bowls, towels, tissue paper, etc.)He closed the faucet and headed towards the bed. He wet the towel and neatly folded it. He put it on top of your head and repeated the same process over and over again. His stomach growled from hunger but he ignored it. He grabbed your weak, fragile hands and caressed it. He kissed your knuckles and closed his eyes. **Please, be safe. Don’t leave me here in this cruel world. We haven’t even began a relationship, please…don’t go** he thought as he began to cry. “Please, wake up Han-ah,” he said between his cries. You didn’t respond back.

“Please, come back and make me another strawberry smoothie,” he whispered. “Don’t go…”

As of the next 2 weeks, Daehyun stayed by your side 24/7. Alice would go out to buy his meals for him to eat, but she would always come out of the room with ¾ of his left over. She sighed as she threw the food out in the garbage can. “I hope she feels better, I can’t see them like this,” she muttered to herself. She sighed and began calling doctos. I need to find a doctor to save her. I must!

“Hello? Doctor Yoon? Yes, this is Alice, can you do surgery for a very dear friend of mine?”

HyeSun sat with a scowl on her face. She was in her apartment, waiting for Daehyun to come home when the door bell rang. She quickly ran to the door and opened it, thinking it was Daehyun. Sadly, it wasn’t. It was RaeJoon.

“Hey,” he said with his deep, husky voice.

HyeSun glared at him and said, “Go away, I’m not in the mood to talk to you right now.”

“Oh, that’s too bad then,” he said casually. “I should’ve never come to give you news about Daehyun.” He faked a sigh.

“Daehyun! Where is he?” she said.

“I’ll tell you,” he said.

HyeSun gave a frustrated sigh. “What do you want in return?” she growled.

 “I want you to go on a date with me,” he said.

“Never,” she spat.

“Oh, that’s too bad then,” he said and began slowly heading towards the door. **3, 2, 1-** and he faced HyeSun once more.  

“Fine!” HyeSun shouted. “I’ll go, but a promise is a promise.”

“Of course,” he grinned. “A promise is a promise.”

“Daehyun, I really suggest you to go home,” Alice said for the nth time.

Daehyun shook his head in response.

“Look, I’m doing my best to find a doctor to help do the surgery,” she said. “Go home and take some rest. Han-ah wouldn't want you to be here when your in this state,” she said.

Daehyun sighed and continued to shake his head. His face had aged a bit from lack of sleep and depression. He had visible bags under his exhausted red eyes. He had barely eaten or drank anything at all. His health was getting worse and worse.

“Please, Daehyun go home,” Alice pleaded. “I beg you,” she said. “I’ll take care of her.”

Daehyun gently put your hand back to your side and covered you with the blanket. He took the towel, wet it, and gently placed it upon your head. He looked at Alice and said, “I’ll be back tomorrow then,” and quietly left the room. He gently closed the door and headed towards the elevator. He left the hospital and began his walk back home.

He took a warm shower and came out a bit more relaxed. HyeSun wasn’t home and he was glad. The last thing he wanted to do was to argue and explain everything to her. He threw the towel onto his chair and dropped onto the bed. He stared at the ceiling in silence, reminiscing the memories he had with you.

“I-I was just trying to make something to eat,” he mumbled.

You couldn’t help but burst into a fit of giggles. “Shoo shoo,” you said. “Out of the kitchen, I’ll cook for you,” you said. Daehyun stood there and you had to push him out of the kitchen and into the kitchen dinner table. You cleaned up the mess Daehyun had created. Including the burnt chopsticks that he had used, but instead of throwing it away, you neatly put it into your pocket. You shook your head and smiled. You began to cook breakfast for Daehyun while humming. You decided to cook him pancakes, bacon, egg, and some orange juice. When you had finally finished, you put all the food onto the table.

“Bon appetite,” you said in French.

Suddenly, a strawberry appeared in front of him and he saw that you were motioning for him to eat it.

“Eat one,” you said.

He refused to and was shocked when you harshly shoved it into his mouth. He was about to argue when the rich flavor of strawberry entered his mouth.

**This is actually really good** and managed to crack a small smile.

Daehyun took the tray inside and closed the door. He set the tray onto the table and stared at it. He had to admit, he was tempted to taste it. And so, that’s exactly what he did. He took the straw and drank a sip of the strawberry smoothie. The sip became a slurp, and then it became a gulp. Soon, it was empty except for the stray left over’s that was stained on the glass.

**That is probably the best drink I’ve ever had…Not that I remember drinking anything better**

"Y-Yah! Give it back to me," you whined and tried to grab the cotton candy back.

"No, I want yours," he said. 

"Give it to me," you said and reached onto your tippy toes to reach for it. But he was just a bit taller then you were. You gave up and huffed. 

"Fine, keep the stinkin' cotton candy, I don't want it anymore," you said and walked away. Daehyun smirked **It's just so fun to tease you** he thought. He took a bit into your pink cotton candy and gave a small smile as the flavor melted in his mouth. **Wonder why this one tastes better?** Suddenly, his face pinked in color. **I just had an indirect kiss with Han-ah...** He couldn't help but smile, dazed at what had just occurred. 

Daehyun sighed as another tear slid down his face. **I never realized how much she has done for me since the beginning. Now I know how much she means to me**

He closed his eyes and thought of all the good and fun times he had with you before falling into a deep sleep.

Daehyun woke up the next morning to the sound of his ringtone. His eyes snapped open and he quickly grabbed the phone.

“Hello?” Daehyun said.

“Hello? Daehyun! I have good news! I found a doctor that is willing to do the surgery!” Alice said.

“Really?” Daehyun said and abruptly got off his bed.

“Yes, but the thing is, there is no guarantee he can save her,” Alice sighed.

Daehyun wanted to scream and shout in anger, but he knew what you would’ve told him. “Think positive.”

“It’s better than nothing, it’s worth a shot,” he said.

“Alright, then be here within 15 minutes, the surgery is going to start at around that time,” she said.

“Alright,” Daehyun said and hung up. He quickly put on a thick sweater. He dropped his phone and key into his pocket and quickly left the apartment. He started off walking and then his pace got faster and faster. Soon, he was running towards the hospital.

When he was inside, Alice led him to one of the rooms that allowed a clear view of the operation.

"..."

“Do you think she’ll be okay?” Alice murmured.

“She will,” Daehyun said. “She has to be.”

He watched as the sign became red and the doctors/nurses began to operate.

**Please wake up healthy Han-ah, don’t turn me into a liar…** he thought.