“Mark got into a car accident on the way home from filming. He’s in critical condition,” Jaehyun said. 

Jaehyun’s words kept repeating in my head over and over as Johnny drove all of us to the hospital. 

I clung onto Jaehyun’s arm in the backseat as tears filled my eyes once more, not because of the same reason from the past few weeks, but a completely new and unexpected reason. 

Johnny was probably driving well-over the speed limit, but I knew he didn’t care. 

Mark had been so distant from them for days and I knew they had missed them just as much as I did. 

We parked in front of Seoul Medical Center and ran to the ICU. The nurse made us wear protective clothing and only let two people at a time enter Mark’s room. 

“The patient is in a coma. He suffered severe head injuries,” the doctor explained to all of us, including the remaining NCT members who had just arrived. 

“Eunji should go in first,” Taeyong said, the members, including Yuta, nodded in unison. 

I slowly opened the door and more tears fell from my eyes. Seeing this sight was the most painful thing I had ever seen in my life. Being in hospitals reminded me of my parents’ death. 

Mark was lying down in the hospital bed with his mouth open for the tube to reach his chest. All I could hear were the beeping noises and his breathing through the ventilator. 

I got on my knees and grabbed his hands, crying, “Mark. Mark, w-why?” 

“Mark, I love you so much. I’m so sorry for not responding to your message. I’m so sorry,” I continued to cry, my tears falling down onto his blanket. 

Jaehyun entered the room and placed his hand on my shoulder. He was crying too. 

“Mark, come on man. Why’d you end up like this, especially after what you just did to Eunji? Come on, wake up and fix thin