《 ❝ 'a bus is nothing but a public transport with a very cramp and limited space' ❞
❝ I used to be so narrow minded, but you changed my perspective, though ❞
❝ maybe the philosophy of appreciating little things are true after all ❞
her life is a cha...
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Hyunjin is on his phone, scrolling through his instagram account when he notices a familiar petite body taking a seat in front of him. Her obvious pink hair and the dangling bracelet catches his attention right away. He can hear her quiet sobs as her clothed-back is displaying on him.
Hyunjin feels some kind of burning sensation in his heart, yelping for him to comfort the same girl he's been searching for since yesterday.
But something holds himself back. Hyunjin can only afford to watch from far, not able to face her when seeing her in such state. It breaks his heart.
Al though the short moment they spent two days before is still freshly on his memory, Hyunjin still doesn't dare to approach her.
The bus arrives at his station, he alights from the vehicle and walks towards an enormous building he grows too familiar with. Not forgetting to spare another glance at the older.
The smell of medications struck his nostrils. He may have been here every single day, but he has never liked this awful smell nether is he got used to it.
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Hyunjin slings his backpack on his left shoulder, making his way to a specific room on the fifth level.
He peaks through the doors' glass window, catching the same weak body laying on the hospital bed in a deep sleep. A sad smile is plastered on his face as he walks in.
"Hey, guess what, mum? I'm here again today. Aren't I good at keeping promises?" He mumbles in a whisper-like tone, staring at his mother. Some people have told him that a person in coma can hear everything that happens around their surroundings, they say talking to a person in coma is one of the way to fasten the awakening process. He isn't entirely sure about that, but he can only hope that it's the truth. Hyunjin will sit down by her mum, talking to her even when he knows that he won't get a reply from her. It feels like talking to a wall and it surely hurts. He misses her. So much.
His mum is hospitalized for the last few years. She's still in coma and hasn't woke up since then. The only thing that's keeping her alive until now is the oxygen supply machine.
Hyunjin is in dilemma. He can't decide whether he wants his mother to leave the world in a peaceful way or to continue hoping that she will be awoken someday. Maybe if he can wait for another day, the moment he has waited for so long can finally happen. Just the thought of him giving up on him mum can already teared him up. What if he gives up too soon. What if the next second they stop the machine, she is suppose to wake up? Doesn't that count as murdering?
He can't help, but feel like the latter is the best option. She'll wake up.
Hyunjin plays with his mum's fingers, running his own through his mothers hair and breaks into tears after. It's the circle of his life. The same routine will continuously happen daily that his body sometimes react the exact same thing without his mind controlling him.
Might sounds scary, but it's the truth after all.
Hyunjin hasn't told someone about his true life except for Jeongin, of course. The guy has been knowing him since forever. Just by seeing his round chocolate orbs every time he tries to hide something from him can already softened Hyunjin. At the end of the day, he will accept his defeat and open up everything that's been running on his mind to the younger male.
Hyunjin hates being looked down. He hates it when people feel pity for him. Somehow, he kind of want someone to care for him, telling him that he is just doing fine, but his ego is still playing the best of him.
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Hyunjin randomly pace along the hospital hallway since he doesn't have any therapist today. Yes, he attends therapy after his homeroom teacher finds out about his sudden change in character. He seems gloomier ever since the incident, he joins less curriculum and has fallen so miserable in his examination. They think that therapy is the only solution for his mentally disturbed self; but attending to a therapy session is only an entertainment for him. It's the only thing that can keep him from boredom.
Hyunjin finds it ridiculous about the whole concept of the therapy session itself. How can he open up to a stranger about his personal life when he doesn't even talk about it with the people he's closed with? The therapist also isn't really interested in his life or whatsoever. The person is just doing his work to get paid. They are all the same. For the stupid wealthiness.
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His phone rings. He is taken aback by the loud ringtone and accidentally drops the digital on the floor.
Internally cursing, he picks up the call and is connected with a quiet and calm line. He is debating on greeting the person, stuttering and sweating hardly.
Unfortunately, the word 'Hello' can't roll over his tongue. He is frozen on his spot.
After a few seconds of a quiet atmosphere between the callers, the person on the other line finally speaks.
"Sorry for keeping you on for so long, but hey! Do you still remember me, Lee Minho from SKZ Dance Academy?"
__________ **Edited** It's Minho guys not meanhoe that's just disrespectful :((
