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baek jayeon pov
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i slightly open my eyes, it's blurry. i blink a couple times to regain my vision. in a hospital again? great. i tilt my head to see a boy with tousle brown hair.
"seungkwan, i'm sorry." his ears perk up, is he's crying? the space between is awkward as ever, "jayeon, this is my fault, if i hadn't went to get lunch with my friend." i shut him up by taking his hand, "seungkwan listen to me, i need to tell you something."
he puts his full attention on me, i take a deep breath knowing the consequences that will come after i tell him.
"i have ALS, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. i have a very rare case of it to. my limbs and sometimes my whole just get weak and it's hard to move." he squeezes my hand, "but you will be fine right? you wont leave me will you?" he desperately asks.
"of course! i'll be fine, don't worry okay?" i am lying to him, i hate lying. i just don't want him to be hurt. he smiles in relief, "thats great, the doctor said you will just stay here over night." i nod my head in response.
"i am still performing this weekend so you better be there." seungkwan laughs, "how could i miss it!" he lets go of my hand and grabs his bags, "i'll let you rest okay, my mom want me to come home and study."
"okay, well i'm probably not coming to school for the rest of the week so i'll see you this weekend!" seungkwan sighs and steps out of the room.
what am i going to do, lie to him the whole time. this frustrates me so much, why am i even worrying about him? if this thing happens again seungkwan will continue to worry about me and will eventually notice that i really wont be okay.
what am i thinking, i am never okay. i never even was okay to begin with. if i get the surgery that my grandma always bugs me about i'll never be able to get to play the piano again. the piano is the only thing i have left
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