Both Woojin and Jihoon had to face different types of obstacles in their lives which also had different impacts on them.
One day Jihoon transfers to the same school Woojin attends and they shortly after becomes best friends.
Together they go throug...
Jihoon finally woke up from his long slumber,feeling a heavy numbness throughout his entire body. He tried sitting up but quickly dismissed that thought because of a sudden pain in his head.
The shuffling in bed woke up Woojin from his slumber and he directed his eyes towards the hospital bed. There he saw Jihoon clutching his head while trying to lay back down again. "How are you feeling?" Woojin asked. "My head hurts a bit." Jihoon answered weakly. Woojin nodded and stood up to stretch out his body. He hoped Jihoon would get discharged soon so that he could sleep in his own bed,for the sake of his aching back.
Jihoon slowly curled himself up into a ball in the middle of the bed and started sobbing. He didn't know why he felt this way,why he suddenly felt the urge to cry. "Jihoon,what's wrong?" Woojin walked towards the curled up boy who began to cry hysterically. Tears streamed down his cheeks as his eyes kept on pouring out more and more liquid. Woojin tried to calm him down and continuously asked why he broke down but Jihoon himself didn't know the reason behind it.
Woojin engulfed him into a warm hug, hoping to make his friend feel somewhat safe but it didn't seem like it made any difference. Jihoon resembled a lost boy who didn't know how to get back,a boy who wasn't sure on how to keep on moving forward. He laid helpless in Woojin's arms and kept on crying. His lips quivered as he attempted to speak but no words came out.
Jihoon continued to cry and tried to get a grasp around his thoughts. It felt like everything was messed up, nothing in his mind made any sense and he hated it. Though he had never felt this way before, he knew for sure that he didn't want this to come back to him ever again. His vision was blurry due to his tears and every memory came rushing back to him. Every moment he had spent with his dad hit him like a truck,both the good times and the bad. Jihoon didn't want to remember them,especially not the good ones. It felt bittersweet,knowing what your dad used to be like and comparing it to the present, the two versions of his dad were like opposites. Complete opposites.
Jihoon thought back and tried to come up with a valid reason as to why his parent would start to hate his own son. Every reason he came up with didn't make sense,they sounded stupid.
He was still crying like there was no tomorrow despite Woojin's poor attempts in calming him down. Woojin did feel a bit awkward since he wasn't used to comforting people and Jihoon seemed spaced out as he cried as well. Little did Woojin know that Jihoon was simply reminiscing memories from his past. It was,in fact,quite a funny sight to witness,Jihoon's facial expressions changed every now and then making him look a tad bit crazy. Who in the world changes their facial expression every single second while crying in the arms of their dear friend? Well,Jihoon does. The thought of Jihoon's face did cross Woojin's mind and he would've found it hilarious to see if he wasn't the one trying to comfort Jihoon.
After crying for ages,Jihoon finally calmed himself down and decided to dose off again. Well,he only took a short nap since he got woken up by someone. The doctors told Woojin that Jihoon was free to go and that he could get discharged at any time. That's why Jihoon ended up getting dragged by his beloved friend down the street,on their way towards Woojin's apartment.
"I still don't get why you're dragging me..."
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