Yunho recognizes the pain, like an old friend, but at the same time, a stranger. He forces himself up and off the bed, and he looks at the mirror that has been hung above the sink. Everything is white and clean, except for the toilet bowl. He remembers puking the medicine the doctor forced him to take. He wants to get better, he really does. But not with the help of chemicals because he hates it and he does not believe in it. Then, he takes a seat at the edge of his white single bed and thinks about what the doctor told him. That the good doctor was going to help him through his struggle.

"Oh Yunho," he remembers.