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...
Khaotung enters the room with First's mother's help. It's dark, the curtains are closed, and machines echo through the room. Beeps and the air pump that provides oxygen make a lot of noise. First's room is bigger than Khaotung's, and he has many more gifts.
His room was nicely decorated with flowers, cards and baskets. A pile of stuffed animals was pushed into the corner. First's mother had to put most of it away because it took up too much space.
Khaotung saw the boy lying in bed, hooked up to different kinds of machines, his head was wrapped in bandages as he had head surgery. Twice.
Not to mention, his whole torso was covered up as he had been in and out of surgery because of a punctured long. His rib stabbed him, causing him to bleed internally. They managed to stop it, but he wasn't out of the woods yet.
Khaotung shouldn't have moved him. He caused so much trouble for the boy and worsened his condition, but no one would tell him that. he already was a mess, and this news could drive him over the edge.
Khaotung was placed next to the bed. He stared at First's lifeless body as he slowly raised his hand, shaking to the core as he was scared. Touching First's cold hand as he grabs it, curling his fingers around his palm.
Tears rolled down as he had to face reality.
He was losing him all over again.
And for what? So he could save Khaotung's life?
"I'll give you some privacy," the mother spoke, patting the boy on the shoulder as he cried, holding his crush's hand. She left to the door, letting a few tears drop as the sight of them was heartbreaking. She locked the door and instructed no one to get in for a while.
Khaotung slowly got up from his wheelchair to support himself on the bed and looked down at First as he stroked the back of his hand, kissing it as the tears streamed down like a waterfall. He didn't know what to do. What can he do?
