He sat down on the bench in the small church thinking there was no hope and that her end would come soon. Sighing, he shut his eyes, let his head droop down. His long eyelashes curled up against his white skin. One arm rest against the bench while the other hung down. He said nothing with his mouth nor did he move a single bone of his body. All he did was stare dead ahead into space, remembering moments before.

"Doctor! Save her! Please!" He fell onto the floor, at the young doctor´s feet, surprising the other four boys, their eyes widening. They too felt the same pain as him, but they were the kind who hoped to feign feeling no pain at all. Their fists would clench tightly and they would bite their lower lip silently.

The doctor turned his head to her room, observing the frail girl that was lying down in the hospital bed. "She has but a week left. There is nothing nor you or I can do. I´m sorry. Please excuse me now."

Junsu let out a yell in frustration as he rose, his eyes suddenly turning fierce. He turned to face Yoochun, grabbing the collar of his shirt to bring him close. "It´s YOUR fault! YOU KILLED HER!"

Yoochun looked down at the floor, ignoring the other´s words. He didn´t even flinch when the other sent his fist flying at Yoochun´s face. Yoochun just fell on the floor, one of his arms resting on his knee.

Yunho pulled Junsu away, "Fighting is not going to change anything! And you know very well that the fault is of every single one of us."

Junsu sighed, placing a hand on his forehead, stressed, "Shut up. Just shut up."

Jaejoong stepped in between them, "A week. We have a week to make it all up to her."

Changmin coughed as he flicked his fingers against the wall. "Just a week..."

new story to go along with my mood...?