There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." I said.

The door opened and walked in my doctor, Dr. Kim.

He closed the door behind him.

"So how's your day, Soori?" He asked while taking a seat.

"Nothing much. Just sitting on the hospital bed as usual."

Dr. Kim crossed his legs.

"I have news for you..." He said quietly.

"And what is the news?" I asked, although I already knew.

"You're dying."

I sat there emotionless.

"How many days do I got?" I asked monotonously.

"Three weeks. In my predictions, it might be on Christmas."

I just nodded. 

There was silence between us.

"Out of all the 365 days... Fate chose Christmas..." I said.

"I'm sorry it had to be that day." He said.

He stood up.

"I'll be leaving now. I'll see you tomorrow." Then he left.

Christmas is going to be my death anniversary.

But it's also the anniversary Minhyuk I been together.

Minhyuk...

I wonder how would he react if he found out I was going to die on our anniversary.

Hurt?

Painful?

Crushed?

He's going to hate me...