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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Fanfiction[i wrote this garbage when i was 12 years old, please for the love of god don't read this, spare yourself from this monstrosity] ❝I'll always remember you.❞ The beginning of a lifetime's tale all started under a large, weeping cherry tree. . . . VMI...