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"Her name was written on the torn quilt of chastity, where the needles of devils sewed on her bruised heart brutally."
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"Hello, Mister So. It's nice to meet you." a small smile was plastered on Yoongi's lips as he accepted the handshake, "Call me Yoongi if you are comfortable. We seem to be of same age."
"Oh, please! You can call me just Hyuk So if you don't mind." the other male put his hands inside his pockets again, gaze now stuck at the cabin, "I came to see Eunjung actually. Can I enter now?"
"Well, it's the ICU's room so you will need permission from the hospital authority." Yoongi replied in a clear tone, "Have you talked with the attendants?"
"Yes, I have already contacted them through phone. Her mother is on her way from her workplace." Hyuk So nodded, smiling. Yoongi returned the favor and opened the door for him, letting the other male to enter first.
Wrists and elbows pinned with needles, oxygen mask put on the face and a white blanket draped on the body, Choe Eunjung was sleeping on the bed with the last rays of the setting sun embracing her cheeks. The monitor beeped every now and then, recording her blood pressure and heartbeats. For the first time, Yoongi saw her face which was not covered with blood, but with a handful of bandages.
He felt a tinge of pain in his chest at the sight. Taking a deep breath, he stood aside, making room for a horrified Hyuk So who whispered in a low tone,
