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Everywhere that I looked, I saw white. White walls, white sheets, white gloves, white bandages. White everything. It was painful and overbearing, but not as much as for the people who had to wake up in to this hell. Instead of recovering, you couldn't help it but to find yourself fantasizing about going back in to your dream, where pain wasn't real and everything was painted in the warm colors that amused your soul. Luckily for me, I was just visiting.
'' I can't believe that Yoongi decided to do something like this. '' Hoseok's best friend almost disappeared and he was terrified. All that he wanted was for Yoongi to feel good in his own head, but things weren't that simple. '' Is it my fault? ''
'' Have you ever been close to dying? Sure, it hurts, but when it always hurts, even when you're supposed to be alive and well, it seems like a good idea to let that pain consume you. ''
Hoseok and Heachan were talking somewhere behind me, their voices fading together with the other muffled conversations that were happening in the strongly illuminated hallway. Visitors and patients were gathering outside the hospital rooms and walking up and down. My foot was frantically tapping on the ground, I was staring straight ahead, holding my phone to my ear and listening to my boss's lecturing. '' You missed your deadline, Ichigo. ''
'' Yeah, I know, but... I had an emergency, okay? A few days ago, my partner- '' I stopped in the middle of my sentence, unsure if I should say something like that out loud. '' It doesn't matter. I just had an emergency. I'm deeply sorry for missing my deadline, but I just couldn't make it in time. I'll send the article for the next edition of the magazine right away. ''
'' Don't bother. I already have it. ''
My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. '' What? What do you mean? Didn't you give the pages that belong to my column to the girl who writes about fashion? She is always complaining about how she could use a bigger part of the magazine, so that she could use more pictures from the runway shows that she gets invited to. ''
My boss sighed, clearly frustrated and slowly explained: '' I have the true crime article for this edition of the magazine. Sooyoung sent it. She wrote something and surprisingly enough - it's quite interesting. I might give her a permanent page in the true crime column. She has some talent when it comes to writing about that. Why didn't you tell me that she was shadowing you? ''
Hoseok and Haechan stopped their conversation and turned their heads with surprise when they suddenly heard me drop my phone on the ground. I quickly picked it up again, ignoring the cracked screen as I held it to my ear and seriously answered: '' Sooyoung sent you an article, huh? Interesting. ''
I didn't tell the boss about she shadowing me because I didn't know. Because it wasn't real. She desperately wanted to get famous, no matter at what cost and when she saw an opportunity, she decided to take it. I felt betrayed, but despite all, I still couldn't help it but to wonder what she wrote about. Was it even real or was it another one of her made-up stories?
