Letters For You [Rewritten]: BTOB Sungjae

Chapter 3

Chapter 3
His Loss

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SUNGJAE

I was in the university when I got a call from my grandma who's in the hospital so I quickly answered the phone on my way to my next class even though I was reading a new article about Peniel's dating news. Grandma's sick and she only makes someone call me when it's very important.

My heart was beating so fast when I answered.

"Hello? Grandma?"

"Yook Sungjae, my grandson..." She said in such a weak voice.

I forced a smile as if she could see me. If there was one person that I treasure the mostㅡthat's my grandmother. She took care of me since I was a child, taught me many things in life, and loved me, maybe even more than my parents ever did, more than anything else in this world. And I believe I'm not torn into pieces now because of her.

"Are you alright? Why are you calling?" I asked, feeling uneasy. I decided to walk past the class room and head out of the campus to go and visit her.

"Don't worry, my grandson, Sungjae. I'm really alright."

"But why are you calling?" I asked suspiciously.

Grandma laughed weakly. "I just wanted to hear your voice. Am I disturbing you?"

"No! I'm on my way to my next class but I can talk." I said, reaching the gate.

"You've worked hard, Sungjae. I'm happy and proud of the person you've become although it's hard." She said. I stopped for a moment. Something felt wrong. I didn't feel good.

"Grandma, should I visit you after school? Would that be alright?" I asked worriedly, trying to mask my voice but I knew that my grandmother knew me too well to not notice.

"That would be nice. I miss you.”

A smile curved on my lips but didn't quite reach my eyes. “I'll see you soon, grandma. Do you want me to bring you something from Seoul?”

“You don't have to bring anything. I just want you to take care of yourself and those you love. Always, like I told you since you were young. Good bye, Sungjae.”

I don't know why I'm having a bad feeling as I talked to her. I'm getting worried even though she already said she's alright.

"You too, grandma. Thank you. I'll see you later, okay?" I asked, sounding more desperate and hopeful than I wanted to be.

But I didn't get a response.

I was looking through articles about Peniel when I got that call. Now I can't even get to look at my phone. Something felt wrong. But what if I was just being paranoid again?

Just a few minutes after the call with grandma went off, I stood by the gate, thinking whether I should go drive there now or go back to my class when I got a call from my mom.

"Mom? Why are you calling? Is everything okay?" I asked.

There was a moment of silence before I heard a cry. "Your grandma..." I felt a sudden rush inside of  me. I didn't let her finish. I lost grip of my phone and ran away. All I knew at that time was I need to get to the hospitalㅡto my grandmother.