𝖠𝖭𝖫 (𝖧𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖱𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇)

𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

Renjun throw his gown across the hallway exiting the operation room. Finally finishing his 5 hours surgery, he manage to end the surgery successfully. Throughout the session, he could only feel nothing but anger. But still, he hold himself in so he could finish the surgery successfully. Which he does.

"It's successful" He softly declares. "He'll be transfer to his room, please meet him there" Not taking a glance on the woman, he made his way to the front desk to fix everything needed. "Hey" He halts facing Jaemin. "Why? I did as you told me to" He asks. "You good? Did something happened?"

"I'm fine, why?"

"No, it's just, you look mad. Is it because it's Sungchan?" Jaemin adds. "Yes" He sighs. "I hate to admit it but I kinda hesitates to operate him. It's like some devil is whispering in my ears saying that it I don't save Sungchan, I'll have Ahnjin by myself but I'm a doctor, I made sure to keep that in my head"

"You know....Ahnjin just suddenly like Sungchan. She was lonely and Sungchan is beside her everyday, even the first day he arrives from his game holding the golden medal. Maybe that's just how it works, you got used to the person who's always beside you and falls in love with them. That's how love works..."

"You should always be beside them. Through up and downs"

"Hey, be honest with me" He starts. "Have I been bad with Ahnjin? I know you don't know what happened between us but, have I been bad?" He adds. "I only saw Ahnjin in bad state because I was never around her. I'm busy dating around too but I've seen her in her bad state. With what I only saw, I don't think I can answer your question, sorry"

"You're right, maybe I fuck up so bad"

"I don't know! Let's not talk about it! You're supposed to be moving on" Jaemin throw an arm on his shoulder. "I don't—what are you doing here?" He cut himself off as he spot Heejin approach him. Right on time, Ahnjin walk out of the room with her designer bag on her shoulder. "Honey!" Heejin shouts. "Honey?" both Ahnjin and Jaemin said in unison.

"Ah this is Hee—" He was cut off by Heejin herself. "Yang Heejin, future Huang Heejin" He rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Fu...future?" Jaemin stutters, scratching his head. "What happened when I was away?" The man whispers. "Heejin, go back home" He deeply sighs. "Why? I just got here" Heejin whines. "Excuse me" Renjun let out a breath watching Ahnjin walk away.

Ahnjin continue to walk in the hallway. That woman. She knew she saw her somewhere. "Is she Hyesun's friend?" She mumbles not paying attention to her surroundings when her purse fell after bumping into someone. "I'm sorry!" She exclaims bending down to gather her stuffs. "No, it's okay" The man bend down as well to help her.

Finally done, she look up only to see a gorgeous face of a man. Her heart beats uncontrollably as she run her eyes over the man's red plump lips and long lashes. "I said, are you okay?" She snaps out of her thoughts. "Yes, I'm fine. How about you?" She replied. "I'm okay. I'm sorry but I'm in a rush. If something is damage, please call me through this" The man handed her a black calling card turning his heels.

"Dong Establishment?" She reads. "That sounds familiar" Taking out her phone, she go straight to Google. Sighing, she throw her phone on her pocket exiting the hospital. Dong Establishment, a company that creates furnitures. Stupidly expensive furnitures. That guy owns it. That guy is a CEO himself.

"He's handsome....and rich" She mumbles standing by the side road to wait for a taxi. Lifting her hand, suddenly, she felt her wrist empty. Trying to act calm, she rumbles through her bag trying to find her missing bracelet. "Miss! Are you getting in?" The taxi driver who stops ask. "I'm sorry, mister" She turn a round returning to the hospital.

"Miss" She calls at the front desk. "Hi! How may I help you?" The nurse asks. "Uh have you....somehow notices a silver bracelet? I kinda drop it" She carefully said. "Bracelet? I'm sorry, I don't think I saw one" She thank the lady about to leave when she spots the same man earlier in black button down approaching her.

"Here" The man holds her bracelet. "I found it hanging on my shirt" The man adds. She gasp spotting a damage on the man's shirt. "Are you still busy?" She ask instead of her bracelet. "What do you mean?"

"Come with me"

"What...what size are you?" She stutters running her eyes all over the pile of button downs. "Medium?" She adds. "Large" She nods pulling one white top. "Go wear it, I'll pay for it" The man nods grabbing the shirt from her hand.

"You look young, how old are you?" The man asks, finally changed into his new shirt. "I'm 23" She answered. "So I'm...2 years older than you, are you married?" The unnamed man ask again. "N-no, are you?" She sip her drink. "I'd rather not say I am, I'm not happy with my wife"

"Why?"

"We're getting comfortable here, I'm Winwin" The man smiles. "Oh, Ahnjin. Na Ahnjin" She slightly smiles. "So, why?" She adds. "It's Arrange. All papers and stuff. I was force to intimate her, we're supposed to have a child, she decided to uh...drop it. Like end it. Not like I can do anything about it, it's her body. But I'm a factor in that choice"

"Then, is it her whom you visited at the hospital?"

"No, I visit a friend. He was injured and was out of the surgery. I told him I'll pay for his medication but he said it makes him uncool"