Since when was my room white in colour ? Did Howon repaint it without my permission ?  

Where's my frog-shaped clock ?

My room smells weird. Too much antiseptic.

Why is there a picture of roses hanging on the wall ? Weird. I hate roses. 

Exactly how long have I been sleeping ?

And why does my head hurt so much ? 

I touched my head and my fingers came in contact with something soft. Are these bandages ? I tilted my head to my left. A long tube s from a clear, white plastic bag and disappeared under the blanket. I pulled off the blanket and saw that the tube was connected to my arm. Wait, why am I connected to this ? Where the hell am I ? Panic bells start ringing in my head.

A pale, worried face hovers above me. HOWON OPPA. I sighed with relief. 

" Ho-eun ah, are you awake ? Ho-eun , can you hear me ? Are you okay ? Can you see me ? " Panic rising in his voice.

" Mmhmm, " was all I could managed. My throat felt prickly and dry. 

" OHMYGOD. Really !!? Thank God ! I was worried sick about you okay ! How could you do this to me ? If something really happened to you, what am I suppose to do ? How can I face Mom and Dad ? " 

I swear I saw a tear rolled down his cheek. My brother, crying ? 

I smiled weakly. It's so funny to see my usually " cool " brother panicking like a headless chicken. Amusing.

" Why are you smiling ? " 

" What happened ? Where is this place ? " I croaked. My throat hurts.

" You don't remember ? " Howon asked, obviously shocked at my question.

I looked at my brother with genuine confusion. 

" You actually don't remember huh ? That's strange. You're in the hospital silly ! You were attacked by some thugs and hit your head on an electric pole. "

Oh wow.

" And you've been in a coma for almost 2 months already ! " 

OH WOW.