"And what is it?"
"It's a quantam physics theory in which a cube is fixed in another cube, congruent to the former which is inaccurate by Euclid's postulate."
"And what does it enable?"
"Shrinking of time and dimensions..."
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"Yeonjun? How's he?" 2 days and he's still hospitalised, senseless. It was the 3rd time I visited the hospital today. I have been visiting the hospital every other hour, just to hear that he's finally stable. But to my dismay, that's not how our reality wants.
We tried to wake him up that day, but it was of no use. His blood pressure was high and even till my last come here, it hadn't gone much low.
Yeonjun took his responsibility and he said, that he fears that if Sunoo doesn't wake up for 4 consecutive days, we can conclude a coma. His senior doctor also fears that this could even lead as far as a fatal brain stroke.
I didn't want to hear that, my heart cries to even think of that. But God probably doesn't have any mercy on my happiness.
"Good news. I was about to ring you and Addie. He's responding and has shown slight movements when the light directly fell on his face." My exhausted face lit up as the young doctor's words rang like a harmonious symphony.
"So... Can I see him?" I enquired, with a slight touch of doubt and fear in my tone.
"I think it's okay. Go ahead. Just try to not disturb him. And if he wakes up, call me immediately. I'll be there... In my cabinet." He gave me the permission and pointed towards the last room in the hallway.
I waited for him to leave and proceeded to room number 206, alloted for Sunoo. I silently pushed the door and entered the dimly lit room to find Sunoo, motionless in his sleep, just like the past 2 days.
I sat next to him, dropping my round hand bag on the floor. The Aircon of the room was on and thanks to that, I felt a little relaxed.
My brother doesn't know how Sunoo came here, how I knew him and how I gave him my heart. And so, he wouldn't be able to help me pay the hospital charges.
The thousand tests and bed charges needed me to do overtime. I have been working 3 shifts in the cafe and 2 shifts in the mall and elevator. I missed classes today but atleast, I will be able to earn enough to pay the bills.
Yet looking at his innocent face, I suddenly feel energised. Why is loving so hard? Why can't I just let go off my uncertain and worthless feelings for this unknown man?
I held his ever soft hands in my chapped palms, dried and dead with continuous dish scrubbing. His hand was larger than mine, but resembled a soundly sleeping baby.
Guess he is that. Just overgrown.
"Maybe we could be Something more than just a dream, Maybe we could have started With a smile in some spring
When the lights went out and All the people start to fade In the void, In the void.
And we had the upper hand While you and I where dancing On the street, a little cross night And I could see the colours In your eye...
