He was the reason he laying there. If only he had noticed something. They were best friends, as long as he could remember. Sungjong had been a part of his life, or maybe more than that. He was his life. The reason he had a smile on his face when sungjong was always tring so hard to make him happy. An elbow jabbed his ribs. Myungsoo glared at the villain. Sunggyu's face was serious as he pointed to a direction. "Howan's here." He stated. Both youths jumped into their feet as a couple of figures emerged through the automatic glass door. "Boys." Hoya muttered, acknowledging them, but didn't bother to continue socialising. Instead, he walked towards sungjong's ward. He stood there, in front of the permanent glass wall that separated him from his sick brother. Hyuna acted more civilised and shook hands with the youngsters. She knew both of them fairly well. Sunggy was a family and sungjong had been talking about myungsoo quite frequently. She had seen both of them a few times and knew that they could never stand each other