The impact hurts, but the instant cooling of the surrounding water makes him feel at ease. It's a terrifying feeling, really. Drowning probably wasn't the quickest way to go, but at least it was the least messy. No blood, Wonpil was never one to like blood.

He falls asleep, or at least that's what it feels like, and he hopes to never wake up.

So, he's wondering why, when he hesitantly opens his eyes, a man is hovering over him with the most concerned expression on his face. Was he concerned for Wonpil? Why? It's not like anyone has been.

"Please breathe." the stranger whispers.

I'm back! This time with some SungPil, because this couple needs some love. I'm planning to make this story chaptered, not too long though, and I hope you guys can accompany me on this journey! (: I hope to not disappoint with this storyline, I will warn that this will deal with serious topics so if you're uncomfortable with that, please click away! For those of you that continue to read, thank you in advance! - Zen