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Seo-Jun glanced through the glass door, his eyes fixated on the sleeping figure. He'd have mistaken that she was asleep to how peaceful and angelic she looked.
He couldn't think straight. It was morning again and she still wasn't waking up. It scared him.
He was still in the same clothes as the previous night, blood smeared over his black leather jacket but he didn't bother shrugging it off.
Suho was sitting in the nearby chair, his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do and neither did Seo-Jun.
Seo-Jun sucked in a sharp breath, if only he hadn't turned his back on her. The guilt and regret ate him from the inside.
Although the way he reacted was completely understandable, he knew he shouldn't have taken it out on her. Of all people, who had to watch Se Yeon die.
It must've been horrible to go through, he couldn't even imagine it. A shaky sigh escaped his lips as he rested his head against the glass.
He wasn't allowed to visit her yet. Soo-Yun was yet to be shifted in a private room for him to visit her. She was still being kept under observation.
" The injury on her head is directly effecting on her brain since she hit her head first and her rest of the body later. We can't say anything yet. We'll have to wait for her to wake up first. "
The doctor's words rang through his head multiple times, " I'm sorry! " He whispered, clenching his palm in a tight fist.
He just couldn't watch her in such state. He hated it when people got sick, especially the ones he deeply cared about.
Suho watched as Seo-Jun turned away and exited the hallway down a turn in a rush. A sigh escaped his lips as he took out his phone and informed Soo-Yun's landline.
