Baekhyun stared absentmindedly out the window, his eyes blank and emotionless. He felt his body shake in fear, his mind slowly shutting down as he closed his eyes. Baekhyun felt his heart racing, pumping faster and faster. He opened his eyes and began to cough, losing his breath.

"Baekhyun-ssi, you need to calm down." The doctor said, sitting in front of him

"I-I-I can't breathe." Baekhyun gasped, clutching his chest

Baekhyun closed his eyes, struggling to catch his breath. After several minutes, Baekhyun opened his eyes and relaxed, his body going soft. He reached into his bag and pulled out his medicine, gulping down water.

"Are you feeling better?" The doctor asked, concerned

"Yes, thank you." Baekhyun said, bowing

Baekhyun stared out the window again, tuning out all sounds as he struggled to focus on what the doctor was saying. He blinked back his tears as he repeated in his mind what was said.

'Heart failure.'

'Heart transplant.'

'Less than 6 months.'

Baekhyun looked back towards the doctor and stood up, grabbing his backpack. He quickly bowed before walking out, holding onto his chest. Baekhyun wandered aimlessly before bumping into someone.

"I'm sorry." Someone said, bowing

"No, it's my fault." Baekhyun said, bowing as well

He walked past the stranger and headed home, his body still shaking. Baekhyun managed to reach the small basement apartment he rented, a dingy and dirty area. He stepped inside and into the one room apartment, a small kitchen and bathroom off to the side.

Baekhyun laid down on the ground and curled himself into a ball, his sobs rocking his entire body. He sat up and began to cough, reaching out for his medicine as he struggled to breathe.

He winced in pain as his heart struggled to pump, his chest in pain. Baekhyun laid back down and closed his eyes, forcing himself to fall asleep. He wiped away his tears as he heard pounding on the door.

Baekhyun sat up and rubbed his eyes, glancing at the clock. He stood up and got ready for work, making sure his medicine was within his reach. Baekhyun grabbed his bag and headed out the door, rubbing his shoulders as he made his way to the construction site.

"Bacon!" Someone called out, waving his hands

Baekhyun glanced up to see his best friend, Chanyeol waving his arms, high up on the building. He tied his belt around his waist tighter and began to climb, making his way towards Chanyeol.

"Where did you go this morning?" Chanyeol asked, wiping away his sweat

"I had to go to the doctor's." Baekhyun answered, shrugging

"Did you get your cough fixed?" Chanyeol asked, worried

"Huh? Not yet." Baekhyun answered, looking away

"Really? Are you sure it's just allergies?" Chanyeol asked, his eyes wide

"Yeah, don't worry. I can handle it." Baekhyun said, laughing

"If you say so." Chanyeol said, nodding his head

Baekhyun rolled his eyes as he put on his helmet, grabbing a large shovel. He worked for a construction company, barely making enough money to survive and pay for his medical treatments. Baekhyun could barely breathe, the dust making it hard and the work physically straining him.

But he needed the money.

After hours of strenuous work, Baekhyun made his way towards the bathroom, collasping inside. He wiped his face and closed his eyes, forcing his heart to relax and let him breathe. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the bottle, his eyes wide as he realized he only had a few left.

Baekhyun grabbed one and swallowed it dry, gasping. He got back up and washed his face, noticing the dark circles on his face. Baekhyun stared at himself in the mirror before looking away, heading back to work.

"Bacon! Let's go!" Chanyeol yelled, rushing towards him

"Why? We still have work to do." Baekhyun said, confused

"We're getting out early. Some big shots are coming and they want this place empty." Chanyeol said, shrugging

"Okay." Baekhyun said, nodding his head

"Where do you want to eat?" Chanyeol asked, wrapping his arm around Baekhyun's shoulder

"I can eat at home." Baekhyun said, smiling

"No! It's your birthday! I have to treat you to something." Chanyeol said, laughing

'That's right. It is my birthday.' Baekhyun silently thought

"I can go home." Baekhyun said, shaking his head

"No, I'm going to pay, so choose whatever you want." Chanyeol said, nodding his head

"Then.............meat?" Baekhyun asked, laughing

"Meat it is!" Chanyeol said, leading the way

Baekhyun followed after Chanyeol and they made their way towards a small restaurant and they ate. Chanyeol began to drink and he got drunk, paying for the food before walking out the door.

"Happy birthday!" Chanyeol slurred, jumping up and down

"Thanks.' Baekhyun said, laughing

"You get one last wish. What is it?" Chanyeol asked, smiling

'A heart.'

"Nothing really." Baekhyun said, shaking his head

"No! You have to make a wish." Chanyeol said, shaking his head

"I want to live." Baekhyun whispered, looking away

"Then you will! We'll live!" Chanyeol slurred, laughing

Baekhyun shook his head and grabbed a taxi, making sure Chanyeol got inside safely. He waited until Chanyeol left before making his way home. Baekhyun stopped by a pharmacy and ordered some more medicine, hoping he had enough money.

"It will be 48,000 won." He said, smiling

Baekhyun reached for his wallet and opened it, sighing as he saw he only had 30,000 won. He looked up and blinked back tears, feeling his whole world crash around him.

"Is there anything cheaper?" Baekhyun asked, his voice thick

"We have one that's half the cost but a bit less effective." He said, pulling out a bottle

"I'll take that one." Baekhyun said, quickly paying

Baekhyun grabbed the bag and bowed, walking home. He slipped off his shoes and laid down on the floor, staring at the ceiling. Baekhyun shook his head as he felt his tears fall.

Alone, only 8,000 won to his name and dying.

That's who he was.

"Please. Please." Baekhyun silently begged, wiping away his tears

Song Ji Hyun. Age 20.'

Suho looked down again at the switchboard, tapping the number plate as he made sure it stayed at that color. He looked around again and noticed another one, a deep yellow. Suho looked at the list of names and stared at the name, smiling.

'Byun Baekhyun, Age 23.'

Suho sighed and sat down, knowing what was happening. He looked at his clipboard and circled two names, making sure to keep an eye out on those switches. Suho leaned back into his chair and smiled, chuckling softly as he stared at the massive clock over the panel.

"Let the games begin." Suho said, smiling

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