The brightness of the sun hit my eyes, causing me to wake up.

I looked at the chairs.

My parents was deep in sleep. Their eyes were red and puffy from crying.

"So it wasn't a dream..." I whispered to myself. I sat up.

"Soori..."

I looked at my dad. He was awake, but he looked very tired. He had dark circles and his eye lids were half open.

"Yes appa?" I said.

"Dr. Kim is coming by to tell you some... News. I'm going to bring your umma home so she can get better sleep. Minhyuk is also coming by later."

I nodded. My dad said goodbye and left with umma.

I stared into space. All I could think about what that I'm going to die.

That I'm going to leave him. I promised him I'll get better.

I can even remember the day when I promised him that.

[Flashback]

I lay sickly in the hospital bed. I was pale and looked so weak.

Minhyuk sat right next to me, holding my hand; squeezing it time to time to remind me he was still there.

"It's going to be alright." He chanted over and over again.

"Minhyuk oppa... Stop worrying." I said.

He frowned.

"Of course I have to worry! You are very sick and I'm worried that you won't get better!" He said.

"I'll get better. I promise." I said.

"You better." He stuck his tongue out at me.

I giggled at his playfulness.

"I promise."

[Flashback End]

I broke the promise

He's going to hate me.

I'm so sorry Minhyuk...