6th Letter
The 11th LetterSyndesmotic Injury.
Woohyun's eyes were clouded by curiosity when he began reading the e-mail his auntie sent him.
It took him a matter of minutes to pen it, not knowing where to find enough courage to do so.
It took him a matter of minutes to pen it, not knowing where to find enough courage to do so.
He breathe deeply after a while and continued reading.
w/ syndesmosis & fibula disruption, talus can shift laterally 2 to 3 mm, even w/ deep deltold ligament intact;
- syndesmotic injury + medial injury:
He pressed numbers on his phone and dialed his aunt's number again.
"Yeah auntie?"
"I'm so sorry for disturbing you again but will you please explain all these details? I can't really comprehend all of this with all the medical terms."
"Auntie! I'm not a dimwitt." He smiled through he phone. His auntie's really playful and loves messing with him.
His auntie cleared and began stating what's inside those letters. Woohyun felt all the energy of him drained as she utter what is Seolhyun's current state. His breathing heaved,his tears threatening to fall. His mind all went blank but only few words were left, "Woohyun ah~ I know she's into dancing, it is evident in her case but I'm so sorry I think it would be impossible for her to dance again. she might paralyze her right leg completely if she'll continue dancing."
Woohyun didn't answered. Her auntie understood.
The line went blank, leaving Woohyun staring blankly onto space. Tears slowly fell from his eyes. A convulsion of pity and overwhelming urge to protect Seolhyun from the truth.
He knows. He knows that she's enthusiastic about the Physical therapy because she's hoping she can dance again.He closed his eyes tightly.
He knows. He knows that she's enthusiastic about the Physical therapy because she's hoping she can dance again.He closed his eyes tightly.
Does Hoya knows about this? he wondered as he shifted from his study table to the bed. He hoped everything will turn up for the better.
With hopeful thought singing him to sleep, Woohyun drifted to dreamland.
The next day was harder. It's already recess when he found Hoya, Seolhyun and Narra on the lunch table. Woohyun discovered that Narra is studying at the middle school of their campus but it is rare to share recess with her sister because she spends alot of time with her friends.
Hoya found him standing on the cafeteria door, pokerfaced. Little did he knew that Woohyun was beyond frightened and fighting it deeply no to hug Seolhyun and assure her that he will do everything for him. Hoya smirked at him. "Loser!" He shouted.
Woohyun jerked back into reality and approached the table. He gave Hoya a fit as he collapsed in a vacant chair.
"Woohyun oppa? Are you sick?" Narra said innocently at him. "you look pale."
Seolhyun's hand landed on his forehead. He felt his blood drained more at her act. "Your temperature s normal. Did something happen?" Seolhyun asked worriedly.
Narra saw her reaction and a smile formed on her face, she looked at Hoya who was already looking at her. The two shared knowng glances. They knew Seolhyun, she's not the type to b worried about someone's health.
Hoya cleared . "Okay, because Woohyun is SICK., Narra and I will order for us."
"Yes oppa! That's a good idea."
As if knowing what their thinking, Seolhyun pushed Woohyun's forehead away. "Go get some medicine if you're sick!" she said feigning annoyance.
"I'm coming with you oppa" she added while rising from her seat.
"No unnie! we can handle this, right Hoya oppa?" He just nodded. "See Unnie, we can manage," she finished her sentence with a wink.
Seolhyun grunted . Woohyun snapped his fingers at her face, making her jerk.
He erupted into a laugh at her reaction "wow, you sure are shock."
"Say Seolhyun, what fruit is dancing?"
"What?"
"Ba-nae-nae! Watch me whip, watch me banenae." Woohyun began dancing and Seolhyun's laughter roared.
They started teasing each other and Woohyun's heart softened. He stared lovingly at Seolhyun.
Damn. He'll do anything to keep that smile of hers.
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