Myungsoo's POV:

Just as I pulled back my lips, I saw Sungjong standing outside being drenched in the rain. I called him but he's already gone. Running to away from my sight. I wanted to run after him but a grip stopped me.

I turned and saw the grip was from Sungyeol. "Ya Sungyeol! Let me go!" I tried to struggle out of his grip but he's just too strong. "Ya! Sungjong needs me right now!" I said rising my voice slightly. He got off his chair and wrapped his arms around me while laying his head on my shoulder.

"It's too late. He doesn't need you anymore. Everything have been seen. How are you going to explain to him now, hm?" Sungyeol whispered in my ears. Before my tears could even run, he continued, "Don't worry about him, you have me remember?". He gave me a peck on my cheeks. which cheered me up for a little but it doesn't feel like before. I broke that smile of his.

Kim Myungsoo, you're such a jerk. At least I have Sungyeol to comfort me. But I just don't feel any special inside me anymore. Why?

No one's POV:

Hours had past after the accident. Sungjong was being sent to a hospital for checkups and now is laying on the hospital bed. Howon, his best friend or another way, his admirer, came rushing in the room after thanking the doctor for the information of Sungjong's condition.

He was really depressed at what happened to Sungjong. His head was covered with bandages and of course, not his face. Howon sighed deeply before taking a seat next to Sungjong. He scanned his face while caressing his face softly. "Sungjong-ah, how can you be so careless? You do know it's dangerous to walk on the road."

Without notice, Sungjong hand raised up and touched the other male's and pressed it weakly to his cheek, feeling his warmth. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself staring at an unrecognizable ceiling.

Seeing his eyes fluttered, Howon smiled and he couldn't help but shout out Sungjong's name. He just felt too happy. "Where am I?" Sungjong said still not recognizing after eyeing all around the room.

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