587-04 Failed
Bang!
The old man in late 30s slammed his desk, when he saw that his experiment had failed again. this is the 587th experiment and he still didn't find any clues.
no! i can do it.. i can do this!
everytime he feels down and broken, he always remember his friend's smile, his friend's laugh, his friend's yell. and everytime he remembered that, he cried, feels guilty.
"they've recently found a way to put a dead person's consciousness to a manmade brain and body. The success rate is small but it could be worth a try??"
he still remembers what the soldier, Vernon, said 17 years ago. A Hope. A Hope that will bring his best friend alive... again.
He stands up from his chair, approaching a tube-bed which is located in the middle of the lab room and he finds his best friend lying on the bed, his eyes are close, with his favorite pink hair, and his favorite blue sweater and trousers. but, he didn't breathe, he didn't move, there's a lot of cables connected to him, he just a robot who looks like his best friend, He is not alive. Lee Jihoon had died 17 years ago.
Yeah,
He is Wonwoo. Jeon Wonwoo. He spent his 17 years to studying and doing experiment with a microchip he got from Vernon, to bring back his best friend even though not in human form.he touch Jihoon's hair and cheek. "don't worry jihoon-ah, i'll bring you back. even if it takes another 10 years, I won't give up"
he turns around to go to his desk, but as soon as he turn around, he feels dizzy and lost his balances.
"please not now!" he tried to get up, walk towards his desk and sit.
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Wonwoo went back to work, his hands nimbly on the keyboard, his eyes focused on the screen, trying to find a fault from his experiments. Then, his phone rang
2 ✉️ from Soonyoung
Wonwoo ya! are you still in your lab? let me come to bring your meal okay.
Wonwoo ya! it's been 10years you've hiding in those place. not including 7years you studied about that. 17years Won, you need rest at least a year. i am really worried about your health. please, Won.
Wonwoo lets out a big sigh, and replied to him "please bring me a jajangmyeon" and put down his phone.
he focus again on his screen, trying to find a blind spot from his experiments. After he was sure he was right, he closes his eyes. 588th experiment, please, give me a chance. give me a miracle. then he press the enter button.
the room is getting noisy, a sign that the equipment was starting to work. his eyes went back and forth to see the progress on the screen and Jihoon in the middle of the room. But suddenly, the electricity went out.
SHIT! DAMN!
he slammed his desk again. the screen was off, the room is no longer noisy. Wonwoo bows his head, with his hands at his side of head, pulling his hair in frustration. He tried to held back his tears.
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"where am i? who are you?"Wonwoo was shocked, he heard a familiar voice. he looked up the tube-bed in the middle of room, and saw a man sitting on the bed with some cables at his back, head, and arms.
"Jihoon??"
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SVT Simulation AU :: Post Credit
FanfictionI made this story based on the ending of SEVENTEEN Simulation AU Game on Twitter (@svtsimulationau) It's just an one shot au (2parts), the story about Wonwoo who still feel guilty about Jihoon's death