Author POV

in the next morning, Kris woke up. he opened his eyes slowly, only a white ceiling in his sight. what is it? i’m already dead? is it heaven? he thought at first. Kris changed his mind when he felt his body was lying on a soft bed. oh i'm not dead yet? why God? just called me already! Kris sighed. is it hospital? where is everybody? Kris didn’t get answer, thus he tried to wake up from the bed. instead of moving, Kris felt pain sting along his body.

“arrghhh…” Kris shouted in pain.

“hey, you woke up? don’t move..your wounds haven’t healed yet!” a voice came from the bedroom door.

Kris looked at the voice direction. he just widened his eyes and dropped his jaw. oh my God, i really already dead, i am in heaven, is that the…

 “angel?” Kris said as he remembered that face was the last face he saw before he closed he eyes and thought that he was dead.

“what?!”

wait an angel bring a tray of cereal and milk? Kris thought as he looked his 'angel' brought a tray with his hands.

“what did you say?” LuHan felt he heard Kris called him ‘angel’ but he wasn’t sure.

“no.. forget it! who are you? where am i? what happened to me? what time is it?” Kris suddenly burst out. he tried to move his body again, but he only got more pain. “argghhh..”

“wow…easy boy! i’ve told you.. don’t move too much.. it’ll just give you more pain.” LuHan came closer to Kris.

he helped Kris sit in his bed, put a pillow at the headboard, lifted Kris’ body slowly, and helped Kris sit while putting his back at the pillow. LuHan took a chair and sat near the bed.

“okay, so let me explain to you. first, i found you injured so bad and dying in front of the store room this morning. i wanted to bring you to the hospital but it was too far