Khaotung, a 26-year-old adult, wishes to undo the past to find a way to save his high school crush, First. Unable to move on from his tragic past, Khaotung faces depression, wanting to end his own life.
He didn't expect to wake up from jumping off...
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AN:
Hello, Lovely readers!
Happy Halloween! 🎃
I hope your hearts aren't broken ❤️🩹
I know you guys are scared, I was too when I wrote further in the story. Wondering how this was going to end, but I Figure it out!! (everything has been planned out)
Khaotung wakes up in fear, trying to sit up straight. He groans as he feels a wave of pain washes over his body. His head is throbbing, and his eyes are swollen red from crying. His throat is dry from the screaming.
He remembers what happened as the images flash through his mind.
First
He looked around the room to see where he was—an empty room, all by himself. It was dark. The moonlight reflected against the window as the city lights peeked into his room, giving it enough light so he wasn't in total darkness.
His mind hasn't changed as he wanted to see
First. Knowing he would get in trouble, hurt himself or worry his family sick. He needs to for his insanity. What if First dies, and he doesn't get to see him again?
He tries to crawl out of bed as he plugs out all the tubes and wires attached to him. He sets off the alarm as he walks outside the room. He struggles, too. It's been a few hold-himself-up days since he used his legs, and they are weak and shaking as he tries to make his way through the halls.
Nurses rush over to stop him from falling as he experiences his body stopped working on him. The pain was agonising, making Khaotung nauseous. He had already used up all his strength, but his will was strong.
"Let me go! " he commanded as he tried to push the nurses off him "I want to see him! Where is he?"
Khaotung screamed in fear, crying as the nurse attempted to sedate him again.
"First!" Khaotung feels his eyelids getting heavy as the serums run through his veins. Calming him down and eventually making him fall asleep again.
It wasn't fair.
He wants to see him, hold him, scroll him for pushing him away.
Khaotung wakes up again, just like the first time. The images flash through his mind, fearing the worst that First died. He sits up, hissing at his pain as he scans the room.
