A/N: ok :D so basically, this is a yonghwa chapter for all you yonghwa supporters XD becuase the following chapters will probably be terribly filled with kyuhyun, seohyun, and seokyu ;n; HOWEVER FOR ALL YOU YONGSEO SHIPPERS, DO NOT GIVE UP!!! YONG ISN'T GIVING UP, SO NEITHER WILL YOU! (actually the seokyu chapters will have a sprinking of yonghwa in almost all of them XD) anyway, thanks for reading :D COMMENTS PLEASE :D

Yonghwa watched as Seohyun drifted off to sleep in her chair, however, woke up every time her head started to fall. She was really cute trying to focus on her math homework, Yonghwa decided. He smiled to himself. Of course Seohyun was cute when she was trying to focus on her math homework; in Yonghwa's eyes, Seohyun was always cute. She could be doing the laundry at her dorm and still be cute. She was Seohyun, after all.

Seconds went by as the clock ticked away. 60 ticks, then another 60 ticks, then another. 60 cycles later, an hour would pass. The occasional page turn would interrupt the stagnant air and the pattern of a scratching pencil completed the system. Sooner or later Seohyun would look up, glance at the clock, sigh, put her homework back into her purse and get up. She would say goodbye to Yonghwa and leave the room.

Just as Yonghwa finished thinking over this usual process, Seohyun did the exact thing. She looked up, glancing at the clock, and sighed. The scratching sounds of her pencil stopped as she stuffed her papers into her purse and stood up. Slowly walking over to Yonghwa's body, she kissed his forehead. "Annyeong, Yong," she whispered.

There was no more sound except for the constant ticking of the clock and the continuous beeps of the machine keeping Yonghwa's body alive. It was strange, to stand next to your own body and stare at it. You weren't looking into a mirror - it was obvious. It was like you were outside of your body. Well, you were outside of your body. At least Yonghwa was.

Yonghwa walked over to his body but there were no footstep sounds. Of course there weren't. Yonghwa was only a spirit now, after all. He closed his eyes and focused on the body. He stayed like that for a while, but nothing happened. It was as if his body didn't want him to return. Or as if he didn't want to return to his body. But there was no way that was true, right? After all, there was nothing Yonghwa wanted right now more than to get back to his body; get back to Seohyun who was waiting for him. So why? Why couldn't he return? What was stopping him?

If it's going to be like this I might as well die and not cause anyone any more trouble, a thought crossed his mind. Shocked by his sudden thought, Yonghwa shook his head. No. He had to return. He would have to return. Seohyun was waiting for him. His mother was trying to hard to keep him alive. He couldn't just waste their efforts by dying.

No. He couldn't.

Silently, he walked away from his body and through the door. I guess it won't be today, he thought. Silently, he walked down the hall. Though he stopped when he saw something in the lobby of the hospital.

"Umm . . . .We're Seohyun's friends."

"You idiot! It's not Seohyun, it's Seo Joohyun!"

"Yah, you're the idiot!"

"Shhhh guys we're in the hospital! Don't become a public disturbance!"

In front of Yonghwa stood Minhyuk, Jungshin, and Jonghyun. Minhyuk was carrying a bouquet of flowers. Jonghyun and Jungshin had their guitar cases on their backs. They must've come from band practice.

"We're here to visit Jung Yonghwa," Jonghyun informed the nurse at the front desk.

"Oh, ok. Yonghwa-ssi is in room 209, on the second floor, to the left."

Jonghyun thanked her while Minhyuk and Jungshin bickered. Yonghwa followed them up the elevator and down the hall. They stopped when they arrive at room 209, Yonghwa's room.

"Mmmm . . .. this is it, guys," Minhyuk pointed at the room. Jungshin opened the door and all of three of them went inside. Yonghwa went through the door again.

"Woooah . . . . this really is our hyung huh. He hasn't aged a day," Jungshin commented, whistling.

"Yup. As handsome as ever," Jonghyun smiled. Minhyuk didn't say anything.

"Well . . .his hair got longer."

"I think Seohyun cuts it. Otherwise there's no way his hair would only grow that much," Jungshin remarked.

"Or maybe Yonghwa's spirit goes around, and cuts his hair, making sure he never looks bad in front of Seohyun," Jonghyun laughed. Minhyuk still didn't say anything.

Silence traveled amongst the three of them.

"This definitely is Yonghwa, huh," Minhyuk finally said. He broke the silence.

"Yup . . . . our only vocalist. Nothing'll be the same without him," Jonghyun continued.

Wait. They didn't get a new vocalist after he got into the accident? Yonghwa stood still, stunned.

"Even if he won't be taking the mic in front of us, he'll still always be with us, anyway. Right?" Jungshin added on. The three of them nodded in unison. Suddenly Minhyuk started crying.

"Maybe . . . . maybe . . . if I had been more aware that day . . . Maybe Yonghwa wouldn't have . . . .he wouldn't have-"

"Shh . . . Minhyuk, it's not your fault."

Jonghyun quickly pulled MInhyuk into his chest, patting the younger's head. "Hyung protected you for a reason. Don't be sad that you're alive and well, Minhyuk. He did it for you."

Minhyuk's sobs were muffled by Jonghyun's shirt. Still absorbing what just happened, Yonghwa went outside the room.

That's right. it wasn't just Seohyun and his family. It was Minhyuk, Jonghyun, and Jungshin too. It was all the people that missed him - that he missed. All the people who had loved him when he was alive. He had to come back. For them. And for him.

He had to.