𝚆𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 | 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧

17

I stare blankly ahead of me, thinking of nothing in particular. I could hear Jisoo talking, but it was muffled since I wasn't really paying attention. Her voice becomes clearer the more I begin to snap out of my daze.

"It's just- I can't even imagine what you're going through right now."

I sit there in silence.

"I didn't know news traveled that fast." I say in a monotoned voice.

"I'm your nurse now, of course the doctor was going to tell me."

I hum in response and continue to stare ahead of me.

"Do you... want me to get you anything? Anything at all."

I sigh and look down at my hands. I feel my eyes beginning to sting from tears wanting to form. I try and blink quickly, suppressing the whimpers that my crying might create. I shake my head.

Jisoo looks at me with concern. She hesitantly steps towards me, placing her hand gently on my shoulder.

I sniffle, but clear my throat to try and cover it up.

"It's okay." Jisoo says, "You have every right to be upset."

She rubs her thumb along my shoulder. I sigh, not wanting to cry in front of her. I shake her hand off of my shoulder.

"Does this mean I can eat what I want?" I ask, still not looking at her.

She sighs.

"Yeah. I guess it does."

-

"So, Yusoi, I've heard the news. I'm terribly sorry." Doctor Lee says to me as he closes the door in his office.

"Yeah, well, we all knew it would happen sooner or later."

He smiles sadly to himself and walks over to his chair to take a seat.

"Are you not at all upset about the news?" He asks, reaching for a pen and opening his notepad.

"No." I say looking directly into his eyes.

"Huh." He says quietly, writing things down.

"I don't see why I'm here." I say, "It's not like you're going to need whatever you're writing down once I'm gone."

He looks up at me, stopping his writing.

"I requested to see you." He says.

"Why?"

"I wouldn't want us to leave things on a bad note."

I scoff.

"So, you set up this appointment to clear your conscience?" I say feeling a little bit insulted.

"Yusoi, I've known you since you were kid-"

"And I remember you saying that we should wait and see what happens. How's that working out doctor? Did your magical plan on waiting to see me die work in your favor?"

"I never intended for us to wait until you "die" per-say. I meant we should wait until we get a match."

I roll my eyes.

"I'm sure if your father were still here, he would have been able to pay for one."

I turn to look at him, becoming furious.

"No. He wouldn't have because the three jobs he was already working at every single hour of the day still wasn't enough to pay for the hospital bills. It wasn't enough for anything. And now," I say as I start to tear up, "None of his work was worth it. He's watching me as I die."