"You're not alone." he whispered trying to hold back his tears. He could feel her whole body shaking. She was holding onto him tightly, as if she was still at the edge almost falling down. 

For a good amount of time, both of them kept standing there, trying to calm down, getting themselves back together. 
Sky slowly loosend up her hug. Moon took her face into his hands, carefully. He felt like it was tiny thin glass that was about to break any moment if he held on too tight. "You're worth living, Sky." He said in tears. "I wish you could see what I see. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes."
Her eyes were red. She could barely keep them open. The colour of her eyes didn't look like the ocean anymore. All he saw was the dark nightsky in her eyes. Lifeless. 
After a few seconds she closed her eyes. Moon shruged as she almost fell while fainting. 
"Sky!" He took her up onto his arms not being able to hide his tears anymore.  
What if he wouldn't have been this worried and went to pick her up? What if he just waited? He knew something was wrong. He felt something was not alright. 
He told James he was going to pick up some groceries before they close to surprise uncle Junki and auntie Mina. But driving past the seaside he saw her. Throwing stones and wood into the ocean.
While tears were running down his face, Moon ran towards the car carrying her. He called the ambulance, as he was her cheek. 

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Everything went down in slow motion in front of his eyes. He entered the car driving behind the ambulance as fast as them. 
All he could think of was her, helpless, lying inside the car. Was she still breathing? Was she alive?  

Arriving at the hospital, Moon rushed towards the reception.

"Sky. Where is Sky." he mumbled while in tears. The receptionist was staring at him in confusion. What was her last name? He didn't know...
"A girl just got brought in. Brown hair, blue eyes, short, a little mole on her cheek. " He said in panic, remembering every pore on her skin, every strand of her falling down her face, every stripe in her iris.
"Mister,