"70/50 Beomgyu." The nurse informs me.
I've been in this condition for long enough to know that my blood pressure is currently quite low.
"Have you got any chest pain?"
I don't answer.
"Shortness of breath?" She asks.
Still nothing.
"Sweating?" she says, feeling my skin for herself.
"Seems okay.."
She scribbles something down on her notes.
"How about lightheadedness? Do you feel faint?"
Still nothing.
"Do you feel dizzy at all?"
Still nothing.
"Okay then.."
She says nothing, writing something down on her notes once again.
"I'll let Dr. Kim know about your results, okay?"
She tells me, before flipping her clipboard shut and leaving the room closing the door gently behind her.
I wait for 5 minutes, to make sure she doesn't come back, before I slide under my covers and give in to my tears.
No one cares.
No one understands.
It's not easy.
It's hard.
It's so so hard.
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HARD | A Beomgyu FF
Fanfiction"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥." When Yeonjun meets a troubled boy that most, if not all, have never heard speak, he makes it his mission to hear his voice. To see his happiness. To hear his joyful screams. The hear his laugh. After all...
