AUTHOR's POV     Ilhoon was peacefully strolling around heading to his and Kyungmi's favorite ice-cream shop when he suddenly noticed something that made him stop his tracks. He squinted his eyes and confirmed what he thought he had just seen in front of him : Ljoe was carrying a sleeping Kyungmi, rushing to who knows where while he clearly was panicking.  As soon as Ilhoon saw Ljoe's blood stained hands he immediately dashed in front of them, already guessing what had happened to his bestfriend.   "Where did she hurt herself?" Ilhoon asked as Ljoe widened his eyes at his sudden appearance, nonetheless he answered not forgetting to add that he had ed Kyungmi's pants so that they wouldn't press and rub against the wound.    "Come with me. I know that she probably told you to take her to Niel but we can call him when we arrive there. Now we have to rush her there." Ilhoon stated surprising Ljoe. How did he know that she told him to take her to her cousin? Were the two of them so close that they could practically read each other's mind? Where was the THERE Ilhoon was talking about? And why were they taking her THERE and not to the hospital?! He had the urge to turn around and run off to the hospital but knew better than do so, after all it was Kyungmi's health and life they were talking about and he sadly had to admit that Niel and Ilhoon probably knew what to do in those kind of situations better than he did.    Around two minutes later, after running, they arrived in front of a tall building and quickly entered it immediately stepping in the elevator. Ilhoon pressed the 12th floor button while Ljoe took advantage of the little time to observe the girl in his arms. She surely wasn't as light as a feather but she was indeed light hence he made a mental-note to make her eat more. Her brows were furrowed, she was biting her lower lip almost making it bleed and droplets of sweat were forming on her smooth and spotless forehead.  When the elevator dinged open Ljoe followed Ilhoon in front of a brown wooden door which probably led to an apartment. As soon as they rang the doorbell the door swung open revealing a man around his late twenties wearing a long white coat which reached his knees and a cardioscope hung around his neck, signaling that the man in front of them was none other than a doctor.    "Oh! Ilhoon! Take her in!" The man said when he noticed who was in front of his doorsteps.  Ljoe looked around him, fascinated by the fact that the apartment more than look like an apartment, resembled more a hospital.    "Please bring her in that room." The doctor pointed at a white door and Ljoe didn't hesitate to take her where he was told. The room would have looked exactly like a hospital room if it weren't for the queen sized bed in the middle and the red walls, matched with the bed's covers. Still amazed he slowly and carefully lay her on the bed, brushing some strands of hair away from her beautiful face and, under the doctor, Mr. Bae,'s orders the two young boys left the room.    For the ones that didn't know, Mr Bae was a really close friend to both Ilhoon and the two cousins. When Kyungmi entered the streets he was the one to take care of all her wounds, from the superficial to the serious ones. It was thanks to Kyungmi's both economic and emotional support that Mr. Bae had been able to reach his dream of becoming a doctor, and the least he could do was to take care of her without informing her parents. Her parents were the reason why they couldn't rush her to the hospital, what would have happened if they found out? What could they say to cover up Kyungmi's gangster life?        "What happened to her?" Ilhoon asked when they stepped out of the room.  "Even I don't know. We had planned to meet each other at the ice-cream shop and when she came she was like this already..." Ljoe sighed ruffling his hair as concern ate him up. What if she couldn't make it? What if the wound got infected? He clenched his fists tightly remembering the first time he had seen her like that : The day when Jieun went to their dorm with Kyungmi in her arms.  When she had waken up Kyungmi had told him that she had entered the streets because of Ilhoon though she didn't say why, it was still Ilhoon's fault. If Ilhoon hadn't done whatever he had done, she wouldn't have been in that state.    "What do you mean you don't know? How could you let her