The Rejected One (Woosan)

Chapter Seven

"What do you mean?" San asked, out of genuine curiosity, "I'm sure someone would've called for you." He was genuinely confused on why the guy was so sure that no one would've called for him. It was silent between the two of them, besides from the rest of the hospital. Wooyoung knew that he would have to explain why he thought the way that he did and he didn't necessarily want to, but he had to. He didn't have any choice, well he did but he had a feeling that the guy that was sitting beside him would want to know. He took in a deep breath as he got what he wanted to say prepared in his mind.

"So," Wooyoung began, as he looked down at the hospital blanket that covered his legs, "I basically live in a community centre and have been since I was a kid. Well, since I was one. My family didn't want me around and apparently, from what the staff at the community centre told me, they didn't me to go to a foster family or an adoptive family because they didn't want me to be a burden to another family. They didn't want another family to go through that, so they put me into the community centre. I was left at the centre because I am blind in my left eye and have Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome, which is where my heart has an extra electrical pathway and causes episodes of rapid heartbeat. So, in short, my entire life I've never known the meaning of family and friends." Hearing this made San's heart skip a beat. Hearing the male's story was quite sad and now knowing why he had fainted made it more sad. Someone who looked to be so nice was currently in a situation that no one should be in, regardless of the person.

"I'm sorry to hear that," San responded, with his voice shaking a bit.

"It's ok," Wooyoung replied, though confused on why the male's voice was shaking. He wasn't used to receiving empathy or sympathy, so this was something new to him. Very new to him. It was so new to him that it took him a long moment to realise what it was that the male was portraying. It stayed silent between the two of them and the only noise that could be heard was patients from other rooms and the staff that worked in the hospital, but other than that, it was silent. Neither one of them said a word for what seemed like an eternity before Wooyoung broke the silence between the two of them.

"Again, thank you," he thanked, "For calling the ambulance."

"It's no worries," San responded, giving him a smile, "Rather you waking up in a hospital and be in good hands than in the hands of someone that means harm. Anyway, I have to get back to work. I hope you get better soon and get out of here as soon as possible. I hope I get to see you again." Wooyoung gave the male a small smile, something that he didn't do that often because of how rude the other people were at the community centre were. In this case though, the other male seemed genuinely nice. He watched as San got up from the chair and began to make his way out of the hospital room, though there was one thing that he wanted to know first.

"Wait," he said, causing the male to stop walking, "What's your name? I never got it. I'm Wooyoung."

"San," San replied, "Choi San. And it was nice to meet you, Wooyoung." With that, he had left the hospital room and had began making his way towards the exit of the hospital. The name sounded vaguely familiar to Wooyoung, but he couldn't remember where he had heard that name before. He definitely knew that he had heard it before, just not where he had heard it. He would have to do some digging when he would be discharged from the hospital or when he felt up to it. It was going to bug him until he knew where he had heard that name from.

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San had walked out of the hospital and had began making his way to where his work place was. He had to bring up his maps on his phone as he didn't know the way from the hospital to his work place. He knew that he was going to be much later than he thought he was going to be but he was sure that Haechan would understand because he had told his manager what happened earlier on. He followed the direction of that his phone guided him until he had arrived at the martial arts place. He walked into the martial arts place and turned his phone off before putting it into his pocket. There were two classes going on when he had walked in, one that were kids that looked to be around eight to ten and the second one seemed to be teenagers ranging from thirteen to eighteen. Some of the workers greeted San when noticing him and so did some of the students that were being taught.

"Hey, welcome back," Haechan said, "So, what ended up happening with the guy?"

"Well," San answered, "He ended up fainting because of his heart condition that he had since he was young. I think it was called Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome, where his heart has an extra electrical pathway."

"Ah right," the manager responded, "I hope he'll be alright." San nodded at what the older male had said. He did hope that Wooyoung would be ok in the end. The two of them talked for a brief moment before it was time for his next class. His class were adults in their early to mid twenties but he did sometimes teach teenagers, kids and older adults. He taught a wide range of ages. San had put on his work robes, which was what all workers had to wear over their normal clothes. From then, he began to teach what he was supposed to be teaching.

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Wooyoung sat with his legs crossed and his phone in his hands. He was currently searching San's name as it was really digging at him. He wanted to know where he had heard the name before. He had typed up San's name in the search bar and instantly, the first few things that had come up was the martial arts place that San worked at and his Instagram account. Wooyoung went onto the first link that had come up, which was the martial arts place website. The first thing that was on the website was what the martial arts that they provided, which he guessed that allowed customers to choose from. The very last option was mixed martial arts, which he guessed was for those who either couldn't decide which one they wanted to do or wanted to know more than just one martial art. The rest of the first page was about when the place was first opened and how they picked their staff. He read through the entire first page of the website before going back to the top, in which he clicked on the 'about our staff' tab that instantly loaded to a list of their staff. There were photos of each staff member and under each photo was information about the staff member. He looked through each staff member, though he didn't read though their information because he wanted to find San.

The more that he scrolled, he eventually found San's photo and his information. Wooyoung began to read the information that was under the male's photo, paying close attention to every piece of information that was being provided. It basically read:

'San is one of many staff that The Bear's Way Martial Art School has as a teacher. He is qualified in many martial arts such as boxing, karate, taekwondo, kickboxing, judo, jujutsu and many more. He has gotten these qualifications because of a life time interest in learning them. Because of these qualifications, he can teach them individually or as a mixed martial art class. He can teach a range of ages from young children (no younger than five) and through to elderly. He is a sweet and patient guy.' It definitely sounded like the guy that he had met.