Krystal

  She finally found Sulli after searching for her for nearly half an hour. Turns out she was at the nursery area where some kids stay.   "Lets switch patients." Krystal immediately told her.   "Jeez Jjung, no 'hi Sulli, how's it going'?" She said, putting down the child she was carrying.   Krystal stomped her feet, whining like the spoiled kid she secretly is, "Ddulli!!!"   "What?" "He's so annoying! Please switch with me?"   Sulli's eyes lit up as a smirk made its way on her lips. "He?" She asked suggestively.   Krystal rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.   "Is he cute?" Sulli nudged Krystal's arm. "Sulli, please, this is no time to ask those kind of questions." "So I'm guessing he is cute" she giggled   "You'll think otherwise once you talk to him" Krystal mumbled. "Oh... So he really is cute" Sulli suggested, wriggling her eyebrows.   There seems to be always that one friend you hang out with that goes gaga over boys and just love fangirling about them. For Krystal, that would be Sulli. It's like her eyes would automatically aim at the cutest boy in the area and tell Krystal just how cute he is. Krystal is the opposite, she wouldn't fangirl about cute boys ecstatically. While Sulli would, and it bothers Krystal to death.    "Whatever, if you love guys so much, lets switch patients."   Much to her surprise, Sulli declined. Sulli insisted that Ms Ahn is just too cool to switch and that she even bakes delicious cookies.   "No can do, Soojunga. Mrs Ahn feed me a whole tray of cookies! She said she'll make more for me!" Krystal only wrapped her arms around her head and muffled a scream.   "Oh come on, he shouldn't be that bad. Where is he anyways? Shouldn't you be watching him?"   Myungsoo   "Do you see anything?" Myungsoo shook his head. He heard shuffling noises of some sort of device placed near his head. "How about now?" "No." Myungsoo replied quickly.  "Hmm..."   This doctor has been asking the same questions for half an hour. Myungsoo is getting more frustrated by the minute. All Myungsoo could really see is darkness, there's just no way to change that.    "How about-"   "For the hundredth time, no! You've been asking me the same damn question and I've been repeating the same ing answer, can't you take a hint?! Weren't you the one who told me that I can't see anymore?"   "Mr Kim-"   "I'm blind, okay? You can twist and turn whatever knob on your ty material but that won't make a difference. I'm ing blind!"   Silence filled the room and all Myungsoo hears on his head was the last sentence he said. He hates that. He hates acknowledging that.   The doctor cleared his throat, disturbing the tense, quiet atmosphere. "Mr Kim," he said, now calmly. "This is an evaluation. I know this is frustrating but I need you to cooperate. I'll leave now if you want, let your head cool off a bit. I'll call your supervisor to pick you up."   Myungsoo still had his eyebrows furrowed. He then sense something coming near the region of his eye. He moved his hand quickly where he sensed something was there and surprisingly lead him to clutching what felt like a wrist. "What are you doing?" Myungsoo asked sternly.   "I just need to analyze the regions of your eyes a bit"   Myungsoo felt rough fingertips tracing its way around the wounded area of his eyes, asserting slight pressure here and there. Suddenly, he felt his whole eye region throb in excruciating pain once the doctor's fingertips excerpt pressure at a certain area. Wincing, he roughly grabbed the doctor's wrist.   "What the was that?!" "Your eyes are in terrible condition, Mr Kim," Myungsoo heard him scribble on a piece of paper "if you want to get better quickly, please cooperate."   A few seconds later he heard the door close. Myungsoo slumped against the wall, roughly messing his hair (although he avoided the area near his eyes). He sighed and clenched his fist. 'Get better, how the can my eye sight when I'm blind' he thought.  He hates feeling like t