It had been a week since that accident. The doctor said that Chanhee had passed the critical condition but he was still in coma. The latter had been staying like that for a week. It drove Byunghun crazy, knowing that it wouldn’t happen if he didn’t force him to go outside. Every day after school, he would visit Chanhee and sat beside him for hours until he fell asleep beside him.

“Chanhee wouldn’t want you to skip school just because of him.” That’s what Niel and the others said, making Byunghun who originally didn’t want to go to school, came.

                That day was no difference, he was planning to go to the hospital because the bell just rang but he was stopped by a bunch of girls who were Chanhee’s anti-fans. They were trash-talking about Chanhee. Byunghun personally didn’t care about them, but one sentence made him snapped.

“You know, he’s probably not going to survive. Why don’t you date anyone else? I’m single by the way.”

                Byunghun raised his hand, getting ready to slap the heck out of that girl until someone grabbed his wrist to stop him. It was CAP and Niel. Byunghun glared at them until CAP decided to speak.

“Remember what did Chanhee say about violence?”

                CAP loosened his grip and Byunghun just nodded. He told the girl to never showed her face in front of him again and made her ran away, crying. Byunghun took a deep breath before apologizing to CAP and went to the hospital. He made his way to the hospital like a lost person, bumping into several people. He entered the hospital and was greeted by the lady on the front table. He didn’t have to make any appointment or whatsoever because his father owned the hospital and he had been there every day since Chanhee’s accident.

                He walked toward Chanhee’s room and opened the door. He felt pain on his chest and stomach. No matter how many days had passed he still hadn’t used to see the miserable view in front of him. Chanhee was lying in his bed, not moving, with bandages on his head and some tiny hoses connected to his body to support his life. Byunghun walked toward the bed and sat on a chair next to it. He grew a painful smile as he talked to Chanhee as if he could hear him. “I’m back, Chanhee.” He caressed the elder’s cheek and suddenly the door behind him opened, revealing a familiar figure.

“Yah Lee Byunghun! How long are you going to keep being like this? You haven’t eaten today and yesterday yo