He was born in this world carrying a curse.
A condition indepted as his 18 years living will be once taken away after the curse was broken in his birthday. A curse from a promise and an undying love in exchange for their lives.
A curse that's only...
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Chapter 1: The Same
Ah.
A patient sighed to himself. His exhausted face reflecting his own features to the mirror. Tinted with white moist on four of its sides. Dark circles covered the under of his peepers. Breathing heavily, hot air comes out from his mouth.
Just another typical day.
Greasy water touched his heavy hands from the almost done-for faucet. His whole white hospital pajama reached below to his slippers. Heavy panting echoed through the unsanitary bathroom, occupied by only him. After removing his gaze to himself, his feet rocked into lazy steps before his hand reached the squeaky door.
A full and long hallway met his senses. Light outside illuminates the whole place out. Closing and opening, doors were lined and facing each rooms. Typical marble floor he walks at everyday greeted him with a screech. Nurses have their patients on wheelchairs, wearing with absolutely fake smiles. The patients were there, riding along with their conversation even though they don’t really give a damn with small talks. Some of the nurse just slacks off and do actually nothing useful.
“Annyeong Jeon Jungkook!” A girl nurse smiled, clutching a wooden checklist on her chest. “Please do now proceed to the cafeteria. Breakfast is ready.”
He shot his signature bunny grin which made her giggle. “Okay.” Slightly bowing, he awkwardly walked away from the day-dreaming nurse.
Yes, he is treated strangely nice there. Well, even idiots would notice the reason why. Who will enjoy such treatments when the condition of it was your appearance?
Of course, his appearance only. Most of the doctors and nurse there were ladies and suddenly multiplied after him being a patient. It is been five years already. And they are still showing their disgusting, two-faced attitude on him every single time.
He felt bad for the others, struggling to live there for such a long time yet not receiving nice treatment from them. Biased is a right word for to describe the system. Sighing on his nose loudly, he is finally in the cafeteria.
“Oh! Hi Jungkook.” Said one of the canteen lady as he heavily slid the stainless steel on top of the counter. Feeling sick of the endless greeting so early in the morning, he just answered with a quick smile but hides the mental eye roll.
Other’s looking jealous, the lady pouted her fresh colored lips. “You are rude, Jeonky.”
Knowing the daily doings and acts of the people around him , his clever mind knew their persistence. She’ll never stop until he replied. Mentally sighing and puking at the same time, he didn’t have any choice.
“Will you,” His eyes turned slowly on her widen eyes. Hands leaning on the counter, his mouth almost touched her ear. “Take the honor and start giving my breakfast already?” He asked seductively, breathy making her gulp dryly then nod. He chuckled under low.
