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I can't wait anymore.

13 minutes is too much.

I stand up from the bus stop after Jungkook's and run towards the street leading to the nearest hospital.

My knees are so numb I trip a few times before I make it to the street.

Arriving at the intersection, I stare at the signs.

XXXXX Hospital: 10 minutes

I can make that shorter.

I run faster this time, tripping again and again. I ignore people asking if I'm okay.

I don't care.

I don't care anymore.

I keep running and arrive at the hospital in less than 5 minutes.

I run through the parking lot.

A car rushes towards me and I curl up in a ball.

"Move! What are you doing?!" I look up and run away.

I touch my eye and wince.

Before I enter the lobby, I take a deep breath and open the door.

Sounds of beeping and people welcome me.

I look at the reception and cringe.

The line goes from the desk to the corridor in the back.

While I walk towards the end of the line, I try to find Jimin in the crowds of people nearby.

Nothing.

I wait, nervous.

My legs are shaking and tears are still streaming down my face.

People stare at me like I'm from another planet. I try to ignore them, but I can't stop the tears.

I'm halfway through the line and I want to scream at everyone in front of me to hurry up.

I'm almost here.

Almost here.

My legs shake even more when I think about the fact Jimin might be here.

One person left.

Everything hurts.

The person leaves and I walk to the counter.

"C-Could- I mean, i-is there a J-Jimin here..? P-Park Jimin?" The secretary stares at me for a second then types something on her computer.

"Could you precise what room he is in?" I shake my head.

"I-I have no idea. I-I'm really confused-d..." I wipe away a tear.

She stares at me for a second, then back at the computer, and back at me.

"I'm sorry. I can't find anyone by that name."

I widen my eyes in terror, every muscle of my body trembling.

"Wait! Sir!" I turn around.

"I know someone who has a nephew named Park Jimin."

A smile forms in my face. A genuine smile.

Jimin's aunt.

This lady knows Jimin's aunt.

"The woman in question came back from France yesterday, I can give you her address. I'm pretty sure she lives a few blocks away from here, but I can't guarantee anything. I just hope you can find her somehow."

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