Dear Cruel World 2 || Park Jisung

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*MR. PARK/JISUNG DAD POV*
~ the day Jiyeon is gone ~

We were preparing for Jiyeon's funeral. This girl... She suffered a lot. And now... She deserves be in a better place then this. I looked at her picture on more time and sighed. When I was about to walk out the door, my phone rang. I looked at my screen and found that the number belonged to Dr. Kang, the surgeon who was doing surgrey on Jiyeon but failed. I answered the called. "What is it...?" I tried to sound coldly but it didnt' turn out well. I just couldn't get mad at him, I mean like, it's not his fault.

"Mr. Park... This is a miracle!!" He shouted in excitement.

I was lost and confused about his words. "What do you mean 'miracle'?" I asked him through the phone.

He took a deep breath and started speaking slowly. "She's alive, sir. She woke up. That's what I'm saying... It's a miracle...!" He shouted throw the phone, excitedly.

I was in shock that I could smile forever, if my cheeks won't hurt. I ended the call and ran to my car, rushing to the hospital. Once I got there, I ran to see the surgeon. "You said it! This is a miracle, alright!!" I said as I was looking at Jiyeon, who was still inside the operation room. I was smiling like a total idiot until I saw the doctor's smile faded. "What is it?" I asked him.

"But... The only thing that's going on... Is... She doesn't remember anything. She only remembers her name. Her memories...? In her head, the dark memories are blocking her cherished moments of her life, causing her not to remember meeting your family or her family's happiness, only remembering how they were killed and seeing herself in a dark room."

My smile faded as I heard his words. "Is there any chance where she can remember or come back to normal again?" I asked him.

"There might be a chance for her to remember everything but it'll take a while or for some years to remember all those memories." He told me.

I sighed. "Right now... I don't want anyone to know about this. My son hasn't been sleeping or eating these pass few days and I really want to show him that Jiyeon's not dead but I can't. Why? Because she won't remember a thing about him. I would probably think that all those happy memories that are blocked, mostly belongs to Jisung."

He looked down and rise his head back up, like he had an idea. "We can send her to my sister, who's in the US. She's married and has a son who's 2 years older than Jiyeon. She'll go to school there and come back after 4 or 5 years." He suggested.

I agreed with him and settled everything. For Jiyeon's  urn, I put a perfect amount of dirt inside, faking it as her ashes.

When I came back to the mourning room, I still see Jisung kneeling on his knees, crying so I decided to go comfort him. I hugged him and patted his head like a father would, which, of course, I am his father. "It's ok... Just know that she's in a better place..." I lied, knowing that she's still living in this cruel world. "But you never know... A miracle could happen..." I gave him a hint.

*JISUNG POV*

I was still crying, trying not to look at her picture because if I did, I would cry more but I just can't stop taking quick glances at her picture.

I felt someone pulling me to their embrace and knew who that person was already. The scent of my one and only, dad. He pat my head for comfort. 

"It's ok... Just know that she's in a better place..." He said, while hugging me tightly. "But you never know... A miracle could happen..." He said, continuing on hugging me.

"A miracle...? Would there really be a miracle...?" I thought to myself. "Nah... There's no hope in this world that took away Jiyeon's happiness. A miracle...? It's impossible..." Again, I thought to myself. 

"...There's no miracle..." I mumbled to myself.