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The private doctors scrambled to maintain the situation at hand. All I could do was sit and watch as he lay, seemingly lifeless on the operating table. His wound was just above his heart, in my opinion it was ironic. They've been working on him for over an hour and they still haven't had any luck. There were no signs of hope at this point. The mere thought of him passing sent me on edge.

He won't be able to laugh and play with Yoon again.

I closed my eyes tightly, sobbing quietly. This was all my fault. If I would have just ran. If I would have just ignored the vengeful feeling inside me. We wouldn't be in this situation. This is all my fault.

A tall figure sat beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"That should be me. I should've been the one to protect you. I failed again." He paused and continued. "It was always him."

My glossy eyes glanced over at the other. He stared off into the operating room, watching the medics shuffling around.

"Don't blame yourself. This is all my fault." I stated in a monotone.

"Don't say that. It isn't your fault. If we wouldn't have lied to you this would have been prevented."

Silence then filled our small bubble, until I decided to speak up.

"I'm scared." My simple cry caused his head to jerk in my direction.

"I thought I was doing the right thing."

Instead of comforting me in words, he pulled me closer to his body. Tears streamed down my face once again and I broke down into a sobbing fit. The scene would have been horrible to witness. A room with a patient on the table, his life hanging by a string, doctors getting frustrated over his condition, and in the background you see me, a small male having sobs rack throughout my body. The only positive thing you'd see is a tall male who has waited so long to hold his dear one this close to him and comfort the other. And at this moment that's all I tried to focus on. The one positive thing in this situation.

I was in the arms of the man who truly cared for me.