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“A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it's the most painful thing you'll ever have to do and that you've ever done. But what's yours is yours. Whether it’s up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it'll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and that time, you won't have to put it back in the sky again.”

And a twisted past between the two with a forbidden future ...

What will happen when the two cross paths ?

Foreword

Plop. Plop. Plop.

The rain doesn't seem to stop ...

{ Small Intro }

Everyday I dream the same dream. That small boy calling after me, and I can't help but the feel something for him. I still don't know what the actual feeling his, but I know it isn't something I've felt. Now I just wonder who that boy is, and why does he feel like someone important to me.

" Wu Paksanim ! Ah, there you are, your patient on bed three is calling for you. She won't drink down her medicine if your not there with her. " The on called nurse called out, shaking me awake from my thoughts. I gave her a quick gesture and headed down the door to the emergency area. I basically lived a lie, covering my true feelings under a fake smile.

Working as a Doctor had it's privileges. Saving lives, that feeling of joy you feel when a patient smiles knowing they'll be OK because of you, and so forth. But, when things don't go right it's like a menacing ghost that hangs over you.

" Kamsamnida Paksanim ! " the small girl smiled at me, and I couldn't help but give her a small smile back. She's been here for a while now, around six months. Reason ? Cancer . I wondered, if she still has the will to live, then so do I, right ?

" Ah, Kris seonbae ! " Another voice called out, and without hesitation I turned to face him. A rather small frail looking male waved with the most addicting smile ever. Chanyeol.

" Are we getting drinks after ? You seem kind of lost this past week, I'll treat ! "

" You'll treat ? Aren't you too cheap for that ? "

He furrowed his eyebrows.

" Aish, alright then ! If you don't want to come, don't. I was only trying to be nice ... "

I pursed my lips in a small smile and made my way to the office. Brushing the tips of my hair that frantically flowed everywhere around my forehand, I reached over for a small post it with a noticeable red ink written on it.

' New patient. Can't keep him, going overseas. Take care of him. - Jongin '

I let out a sigh in frustration and leaned back on the chair, letting my head drop back. Ready to make everything disappear it take a small rest, the nurse called for me.

" Paksanim, the new patient was arrived. They sent me over to call you out ... "

" Gomawo, I'll be there in just a second. " Watching her leave, I grabbed my coat and headed out to the room where he awaited.

`*;The Ending :

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-- нмм, well, enjoy ?!

{ Note : None of the picture that'll be used during the making of this story ar mine. They all go to their creators. }

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