The ambulance's sirene sound filled the streets. Sungyeol was sitting beside the bed. 

In front of him was Hana covered with blood and bruises.

"Hana, you can do it. You will be ok...." He was a bit shaky. 

Soon, they arrived at the hospital. 

Hana was brought to the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) immediately. 

"Please take care of her well, doctor-nim." said Sungyeol to the man in white. 

"We will try our best."

Sungyeol walked to the waiting room. Lucky, no fans were around.

He grabbed his phone and called Myungsoo.

"Ahhhh hurry up pick the phone!!" He frustratedly brushed his hair. 

After the 3rd attempt of calling, Myungsoo finally answered it.

"YA!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!" Sungyeol tried to hold his voice.

"Ya! What's with you- shouting at me on the phone, aish-" 

"Hana got an accident..." Sungyeol whispered.

"WHATTT?!!!" 

"Go to the AM hospital, she's here now in the ICU. Quick ok quick!!" 

Myungsoo was still on his way to the dorm when suddenly his phone vibrated.

"YA!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!" He heard Sungyeol's loud voice and frowned.

"Ya! What's with you- shouting at me on the phone, aish-" 

He was about to end the phone, but soon he noticed Sungyeol was whispering. "Hana got an accident...." 

"WHATTT?!!!" His eyes were widened in instant. 

Minji who was standing beside of him, tilted her head. 

"You go first, I need to go somewhere else."

So there Myungsoo left her in confusion. 

Myungsoo rushed to the hospital. He ran because there was no vacant taxi. And he didn't think to take a bus because it would need a longer time. 

He panted as he stood in front of the huge building. Some fangirls were looking at him confusedly.

"Sorry, I have something urgent." Myungsoo bowed. 

The girls started to move away as they understood their idol's privacy.

"Aish this girl-" 

He looked around, turning his head to his right and left to find Sungyeol.

He made his way to the waiting room and spotted his bestfriend there. 

"Yeol!" He got the seat next to Sungyeol.

"Hhh- Where is she?" Myungsoo tried to catch his breat