Chapter Twelve
The Fallen AngelI opened my eyes fully.
"My bestfriend in the whole wide world!!! Can you see me?!" asked Seung Yoon, waving his hands with a wide grin on his face.
"I'll call the doctor," announced Jenny.
I stared at the ceiling above me as I tried to remember what happened but I could only come up with bits and pieces of it. Though some things aren't clear to me now, I know one thing is for certain.
I know who I am...
I am Mark.
The sky looks so clear.
It has been several days since I was discharged from the hospital.
I am in the park with Jenny, Minzy, and Seung Yoon. They took me out for a stroll, well... they always do.
They each take turns with talking to me, but I refuse to speak up. Why is it, you may ask. It's because I'm afraid to say anything un-Dae Sung like. I mean, I really don't know anything about Dae Sung.
The doctor told them, I have short-term memory loss but I know that's not the case.
I am not Dae Sung... I am Mark.
What I need to know now is how I ended up in Dae Sung's body and also, where in the world is Dae Sung?
"I am here and... I don't think you can hear me," Dae Sung sighed.
"Still, it's a good thing that you can hear his thoughts," said Daniel.
"It would be weirder if I couldn't. It's my brain after all."
"Just what in the heavens happened?!
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