Unreal (KaiStal f.f)

Ch. 8

How did I end up here?

The room is quite large compared to mine— wait. I should be using the word "rooms" because this is basically a suite. Oh, this hospital "room" has a main, basic hospital room, a separate bedroom for a guest, 2 bathrooms, a kitchen, and even a mini-dining area. No joke, this place feels like a mansion compared to mine.

This couch, oh my gosh. It feels like I'm just laying on a field of grass looking up at the sky with flowers blooming all around me. My back just wants to lay on this forever, for it basically feels like the heavenly clouds.

The guy who I'm supposed to speak to isn't actually here right now; one of the nurses said that he's with a doctor discussing stuff. I'm now sitting alone is this wide room with nothing to do. Mr. Wang left a few minutes ago to go back to his position at Yeonsan Hospital instead of staying here to keep me safe like he's supposed to.

"This is boring as hell," I jump away from the couch and walk over to a mini-table seated right beside one of the main windows. On there is, weirdly, a few Calculus books with a couple answers partially done and a history book about the Joseon era.

Although it's late at night and I don't want to exhaust my brain to much, I pick up one of the math books and a pencil to do the equations with.

"If f'x(d-7^3) = ..." I repeat it to myself just once and then start to actually solve it with this unbelievably smart brain of mine. It's as if I was born to be a genius that's smarter than everyone else in my grade.

The door swings open and two male figures appear at the door. One is a practically young guy wearing hospital pajamas with blue dots on them and the other is wearing a professional black suit.

"Miss Jung, I see you like math. Your past school records say you were in an AP math class; I see that that talent has travelled with you to this life," the older man says, pushing the younger guy into the room more. He looks dead, eyes beaten with a dark blue color. I remember what I looked like on that first day after opening my eyes... exactly like what he does right now.

"I'm Dr. Seo, by the way. Nice to meet you," the doctor smiles and turns to the young man that looks like he could be the doctors son. He whispers a couple sentences to the patient and then pats his back.

"Have a good night you two; I'll see you guys tomorrow to catch up on anything that happens tonight."

Yeah, nothing's going to happen anyways.

"Doctor, I don't want to stay with her. I don't want her in my room," the guy finally speaks up for the first time and tightens his grip on the IV pole.

"Jongin, be kind. She's not even going to sleep in here; she'll be sleeping in the guest room."

Jongin coldly glares at me and then trots towards his bed, holding his head with his free hand at the same time. The air turns cold as he plops down onto the bed, and then doesn't say another word.

"I hope you have a good night, Miss Jung," Doctor Seo wishes and leaves the room.

Good night, my ass. I'm going to have to deal with this nutbag guy for a few more night before I can enjoy freedom once again.

Wait, I can't call him a nutbag; if I was in his state not too long ago, doesn't that mean I'm just calling myself a nutbag?

I quietly close the math book and try to escape his presence when he turns around and looks at me. Even though he's about ten feet away, it feels like his eyes are digging a hole into my eyes.

"I lost all my memories of someone I loved, just like you did not too long ago," he croaks, sharing his struggle with me. A small hope of connection sparks between us, and I just slightly nod.

"I probably loved him so much... but I don't know if he's even alive anymore. All those memories are gone..." I confess, gripping my shirt. My eyes tense up at the thought and I look away from his stare.

"Let's try to find our memories together. Let's spend quality time each day to try to figure out the people that both of us loved."

Not only that, Jongin, but to spend quality time together to become closer as friends.

I cannot believe I'm saying this, but I feel like he's the first person I actually want to be acquainted with.