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"Han Nari?" A nurse calls out while holding his wooden clipboard. I put my hand up and be nods while I grab my bag, walking over to him and him then leading me down a hallway in the clean, white and quiet hospital.
The nurse opens up a door for me and helps me in, letting me sit down on the blue bed.

"Doctor Han will be with you soon." He smiles as he closes the door with a small smile.
Few minutes later, the doctor comes in.

"Mom.." I say quietly as I stand up. She places her clipboard on her organised desk as she opens her arms wide open.
"Nari, come here." She says, pulling me into a hug. "I'm sure you know why you're here, yeah?"

"You made me an appointment because my heart is getting worse." I sigh as she breaks the hug, going back to her desk as I get back on the bed.

"Nari, your Cornary heart disease isn't going to get better anytime soon. You need a heart transplant."
"Mom I know, you said that last appointment. Korea doesn't have much donors and I have to go abroad." I say with a frown. "I'm really busy right now, so I can't."

"Nari! You have to stop thinking about your career for a minute. You're dying right now and you only have a few more months left to live. I can't let you die like your bro-"

I stand up instantly making my mom jump slightly from the shock.
"We said we wouldn't bring Nayoon up again!" I shout, grabbing my bag and heading for the door. "I'll look for donors myself and you can call me if there's a donor."

"Nari, I know you're still suicidal. Nayoon's death hit us all very hard, darling. I know that you aren't going to look for a donor, you're just going to let yourself die." My mom sighs.

I look at her, her face had sadness written all over.

"I'm going to work. I'm late." I say.

With that, I instantly leave the hospital, going back onto my motorbike and securing my helmet on. I then make my way to the company.

On my way, I spot a familiar figure. I slow down the bike as I approch the sidewalk, then braking.

"Hey, idiot!" I say, poking his arm. He jumps slightly as he looks at me, smiling as he takes out an earphone from his ear.
"I thought you were at the company?" Junhan asks as he puts his phone away, then facing me. I shake my head as I pass him an extra helmet.

"Let's go for a ride again, hm?" I say. He smiles widely as he places the helmet on and sits at the back of the bike, slithering his arms around my waist as he rests his head on my shoulder.

"Let's go!" He cheers as I begin to drive the bike around, heading for the company.

God.. I'll miss him..

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