Tears

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"HANA! IT WASN'T WHAT IT SOUNDED LIKE!" Jungwon runs after her attempting to grab hold of her arm. "Then what was it?" She turns to look at him, tears gliding down her cheeks. "That was my-" It's too late. Kim Hana was hit by a car.

"Hana! No!" He runs to her and grabs her beaten up body. He can feel her presence already leaving but he still tries. "119, what's your emergency?" "M-My girlfriend has been hit by a car. They d-drove away." His voice comes out small but he's able to give out the coordinates to where they are.

Her body is lifeless by the time the paramedics arrive but Jungwon still has hope, Hana was a fighter. She'll fight for her life, he knows it...

Right..?

Hana is rushed into the ambulence, Jungwon at her side. He tries not to panic when he sees them removing her clothes and checking her wounds. When her clothes are removed he can see all of the blood and injuries given from the car. He looks away, fighting the urge to cry again. He has to stay strong...for Hana.

It's chaotic for Jungwon as they arrive at the hospital. Paramedics left and right trying to move Hana as fast as they can to save her life while all he can do is just sit there, watching the life drain out of her. She's rolled down the hallways into a surgery room where Jungwon can't go. Even if he tries to push through, "I'm sorry Mr. Yang, you can't go in." The nurse looks at him with sorrowful eyes.

Jungwon ends up giving up and sitting in the waiting room, praying for her safety and her life. Unknowingly, tears drop out of his eyes. They had so many plans. 

"I promise that I'll grow old with you." Hana intertwines her pinky with his as they smile at another. 

A memory only she and he have. If she's gone, it'll be just him. In this lonely world. He feels a pat on his shoulder. "Heeseung Hyung." "Hey kiddo." The oldest sits next to him and puts his arm around Jungwon's shoulder. "I know it's hard. I bet you anything she'll be alright. She's strong." He gives Jungwon a knowing look but inside he's doubting himself. Death can come and happen at anytime. You never know when it'll happen.

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