*Beep... Beep... Beep * the machine resounded regularly. woohyun hated that sound. He seriously hated it, but he needed to hear it because he knew only too well what it does mean not to. That sound was the only thing attaching her to life, indicating that she is still with him. That beeping sound and her shallow regular breaths were the only prove she was still alive. Partly alive. That sound became a lullaby that lured him to sleep, and a melody that greeted him when he woke up. Though he hated that sound, he couldn't help but love it so much more.

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A/N: i don't promise a story that will cost your tears, but i'm sure it'll move something inside you, if not i should just quit writing!!

Something i wrote for Soul Connection Writing Contest, but couldn't make it on time orz.

Please comment and tell me your opinion and English is NOT my first language so suit yourself !!