I got inspired by the drama of “I can hear your voice”. Serious to be told, I haven’t actually watch the drama however, I did read the outline when I google the drama. I got an idea struck my head lol

This starring the two characters I had wrote 1-2 chapters in this story which mean they are Ilhoon and Soo Bin (Original Character).

Prologue

A boy, probably age around 9 happily cycling around the sidewalk. After a long cycled, he decided to go home however, suddenly, his mind flashed back to what his mother had told him.

“Hoon-ah, don’t come home late okay? And don’t cycle around the street okay? It’s dangerous” said his mother before watching him set off. He shook his thought, as a mischievous kid he was, he never listened to his mother word and cycled across the road. While he crossed quickly, out of nowhere, a truck rushed towards him. At first, the truck driver didn’t saw Ilhoon and had speed up. When he got neared, he was shocked to see a kid ride on his bicycle. He tried his best to avoid the boy however, the truck slightly had hit the front tyre of the bicycle and Ilhoon flied off from his bicycle. He got his head hit hard and was bleeding. And as for the truck driver, he crashed to a nearest wall. Before, Ilhoon black out, he saw the truck crashed and how the ajusshi bleed a lot.

“Is this what I got from not listening to omma?” he thought then fell unconscious 

It took him 3 days to wake up from his coma.

“Hoon?’ his mother called out anxiously and quickly presses the alarm button, alarming the nurse her son is awake. Slowly, he opened his eyes, at first, it was blurry then he could clearly see his mother was stand beside the bed

“Omma, where am I?’ curious, he asked and tried to wake up from the bed but a pain coming from his head send him a dizziness and he held his head that been bandage.

“Hoon, don’t woke up from your bed. Just rest” His mother choked between her words and softly his hair.

“Gomawo for waking up” she thought and smiled to Ilhoon. However, Ilhoon was more confused because he just heard his mother’s thought. He tried not to bother it about and asked about the ajusshi

“Omma, how is the ajusshi?” concern, he asked and causes his mother to stop his hair. She knew who he meant and her soft hand grab Ilhoon’s cheek and gave it a little rub

“Just rest Hoon-ah. Later, when you feel better omma will tell you” She tried to avoid the question trying not to give pressure to her son. “Sorry Hoon-ah, omma don’t know how to tell you” again he heard her thought. Ilhoon couldn’t rest well and had urged his mother to meet the ajusshi. He felt guilty because he knows well that the ahjushi and he got in the accident because of him, because he walked across the road and didn’t listen to what his mother had told him. His mother had told him what happened to the ajusshi. He didn’t know what to feel but just to feel guilty, he wanted to cry but tears just won’t fall out his eyes. Then he urged his mother to go to the ajusshi’s funeral. He arrived at the funeral in his wheelchair which pushed by his mother. He heard a lot of thought around

“Pity her, I hope she stay strong”

“What an unfortunate happened”

“I hope his son accept this well”

There were more however, one thought caught his attention.

“I hope that person suffered as we are now” Ilhoon looked at the woman that stand not too far away from the ajusshi’s picture, he could told it was the ajusshi’s wife thought.