Chapter Thirteen

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{Wrong decision~}

Befor moving out I put over an oversized hoodie.

"Where are we going?", I make myself comfortable in the luxurious seat of his sleek black tesla.

He brings the car to life, "To the place where I happen to be around the most"

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We stand in front of Korean Red Cross Hospital.

Of course, a hospital. The one place where doom is all over.

Jungkook gets off and opens my side of the door.
How gentlemanly of him

He gets hold of my hand and then strides towards the hospital.

The familiar scent of disinfecting liquids and saturation of alcohol engulf my noses trills.

We stride past corridors after corridors until we reach the Accident and Emergency department.

Without bothering to knock the door ,he casually enters the room.

He was going to make us get kicked out.

I open my mouth to protest against his carefree behaviour, but judging by our surrounding I choose to shut it.

No one had noticed our extra presence until now.

I would have assumed that they were too engrossed in their work to pay attention to their surrounding, but one of the nurses just walked past me without even acknowledging my presence.

It almost felt like they couldn't see us at all; just like that time, when Jungkook had come to my bakery.

I turn my head towards Jungkook with curiosity, "Why didn't they-"
"I'm only visible to those who I allow. Being in contact with me makes you invisible too", he cuts in

Yeah, makes more sense.

"I hope you show yourself when we walk around in streets. I don't want people thinking I had lost it in such an early age"
"Don't worry, love, I too don't want that", he scans the room.

"She hasn't come yet", he mutters to himself
"Who?"
"The person I came here for"

Before I could ask him to clarify sirens of the ambulance fills the room.
"Just on time", Jungkook says

Few nurses and doctors rush out of the room to check-up on the new patient, while some stay back to prepare for the aid.

Soon an old lady was being brought towards the OR in a stretcher.

Judging by the glass pieces that dug deep into her face and neck, blood drenched cloth; she had met a terrible accident.

Behind the lady came a small crying figure.
"Halmeoni!!"

One of the nurse stopped her in front of the OR asking her to wait in the waiting room.

"That was the person I came here for"

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