The Joker | KTH

28: Heejin, My Love...

5 months later

I could hear murmurs all around my body...

I could feel myself wrapped in sheets due to the warmth. Pen clickings could be heard and confused whispers were echoing throughout my form. They were so much at one point that I felt mentally disturbed. 

A strong antiseptic-medicinal smell made its way through my nose, making me frown. I felt powerless and weary but I still managed to muster my courage and finally open my eyes.

The moment I did, I felt a sharp pain in my eyelids. Opening them was one damn of a task... It felt as if they were stuck together and glued.

 Looking around, I noticed the white walls and the white bed I was lying on. Beside me, a window covered with curtains blocked the strong sunlight peering through it.

The muffled beeping sound made me annoyed. Maybe, my inner ears were numb and sore, that's why everything felt muffled. I scoffed looking at my hands wrapped with bandages that were holding thin tubes, which entered through my skin, supplying liquid glucose through me. 

Was I in the hospital? 

"M-MISO?! Y-You woke up?" 

Hearing the surprised gasp of someone familiar, my eyes turned to him.

Dad...?

W-What's going on? 

I don't remember anything...

"Agk..." My voice croaked out. I wasn't in the condition to speak. My throat was dry, and speaking even a letter, burned it. My eyes drooped repeatedly due to the heaviness I was feeling in both, my heart and mind.

"Honey... Don't speak. Try to breathe, hm?" He smiled at me with teary eyes.

Breathe...

Such a small word, yet it carries so much meaning... A single breath can change your life. You breathe, you live. You don't breathe, you don't live. As simple as that. One breath... That's enough to feel all the happiness in the world. One breath. That's also enough to feel all the pain in the world. You try to kill yourself, to escape the mental agony but... but if you keep breathing, you're nowhere... Not living, not dying. Nothing. Just stuck between the two, isn't it?

After a few moments, the door opened with a thud and Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jisoo entered in, with wide eyes.

Jisoo suddenly fell on my figure, hugging me tightly.

"M-Miso... Girl... Y-You scared me so much..." She sniffed and I looked at Yoongi behind her who gave Namjoon a look of relief.

"W-What's happening? Where and why am I here?" I squeaked out in a deep and cracking voice as if I hadn't spoken for months... But, I just slept for a few hours, right?

"Let's not talk about that right now. Let's just go home when you feel fresh and better, yeah?" My father spoke when Jisoo detached herself from me.

But...

Wait a minute...

"Y-You'll live a long life, this life. I promise..."

T-Taehyung?

Right. Where's Taehyung!?

"Why am I here?" I insisted with an assertive tone.

"..." 

Everybody sighed.

"Miso. You were severely injured but you somehow resisted those injuries and saved your life... Though you lost a lot of blood and went into a comatose state for 5 months." Yoongi finished.