[Jungkook's POV] I clenched my jaw. I know why she came. She came out of sympathy, which I hate! I don't want anyone's sympathy. Punching the wall again, I looked at my wounded knuckles. It's suffocating. I feel like being strangled by every single thing. This chain, the room I have been locked into, everything was suffocating me. My mind was hurting so much, but I couldn't do anything expect wailing. All I did was cry and cry until I passed out. And after some moments, I passed out as usual.   [Jisoo's POV] Seojin unnie came to wake me up from my deep slumber. It was only 6 am, and I was in the canteen of the hospital, with my eyes still closed.
"Jisoo-yah!" Unnie flicked my head.
I glared at her and rubbed my head while yawning.
"Didn't you sleep or what?" Seojin unnie chuckled, "You look like a zombie."
"No.." I pouted, "I slept late."
Unnie brought some Kimchi on a plate and placed it on the table.
While we were eating, I suddenly remebered about the patient of room 107.
"Unnie," I called her, after drinking some water.
"Yeah?"
"Well, about that patient in room 107. Can you tell me about him?"
"Didn't I tell you about him?"
"No-I mean I want to know more, about how he got here."
"His name is Jeon Jungkook. Well, I heard that his mom was killed. So I guess he got into a deep shock by that and I guess that's the reason why he got crazy."
His mom was killed? 
"And what about the killer? Has the killer been found?" I asked.
"No..." Unnie put her index finger on her chin while deeply thinking about it. "I never thought about it this deeply until you asked