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refeel: mandela • soobin

> surprise for the plot but it was mind blowing like my other works

A/N: ey that was a long writer's block this I ain't a decent writer either. anyways, I don't know why txt is receiving a lot of hate. why some people are so pure cruel? :< let's protect the boys

You are on the way to work riding your mom's old car with some bedroom pop music on the radio. The passenger seat and the back seat is full of clutters. The documents you left and the things you don't really need. Mostly, scratches from your old dream. The portraits of your true dream. It was beyond from reality. In reality, you are stuck in traffic. Sounds of cars' honk overheard the bedroom pop music on your radio.

Looking a far on the bus stop at Hong Blvd. A well-dressed man sleeping. He must be overworked last night and slept while waiting on the bus. It was a nostalgic scenery perfect for a painting. You were awaken from your thoughts because the car in the back is honking really loud.

Your daily routine wasn't that gray and not also yellow. The hospital pays well since there's an increase in pregnancy rate this year. You were working as gynecologist, simply as doctor. You never even wanted it but you know, manipulative parents. I wanted to be a painter or anything related to arts but I became a doctor who checks pregnant women, babies and women in general.

The work's done and you hop in your mom's old car. This evening it was quite relieving, it was pass rush hour and the there's no traffic. Once again turning to Hong Blvd. The man is still there not moving a limp. You start having creeps. There's this school boy waking the man up. You move your car to the bus stop, not thinking two times.

You hop out the car and get your tools. At least, you are also a general physician. It happens when the hospital is out of doctors, doctors from other departments help and today, it was indeed a help.

"Mister, mister." You said to the man while clicking your fingers and he is indeed unconscious.

"Thank God somebody noticed me. This guy has been there since I got here and waiting for the bus." the schoolboy said. You did not engage a longer conversation and start checking the man's vitals.

He was not breathing, there is no breathe on his air passage. His heart is beating tho. You get your flashlight and check his eyes. No traces of death. He was alive. You tried recollecting what case is this but you are sure he has taken pills.

"Haven't you called 911?" you asked.

"But there's no signal." the schoolboy said, you read his name tag, Huening Kai. This boy has a unique name you could tell. You can't recall patients the same name as his.

You checked your phone and there is a signal. You assumed that there was no signal ago. You called the emergency and reported it. Now, you are waiting for the ambulance to come.

"Aren't you going home? I'll take care of this man, don't worry. Thank you for your concern." you said to Kai.

"I was waiting for the bus but it isn't coming yet." He said. You checked the bus travel on your phone. You start having creeps again. There is no bus stop on Hong Blvd.

You looked to Kai and you didn't find anything strange. You looked to the man and nothing was strange. Your heart was beating so fast and you look to yourself's reflection on your phone. A high pitched sound escaped from your lungs. The gravity drags you down and there's a hard sting on your head.

Your vision turns into pitch black.

Opening your eyes slowly, removing the rheums in your eyes. You were greeted by the man you saw on bus stop and Huening Kai.

"Hello Miss, are you fine?" we're ringing on your head. You were in an room, familiar to the place you are working in.

"Hello, again I am Doctor Soobin. This boy saw you unconscious on the bus stop this evening." the man said, you were supposed to say that. That Doctor Soobin is the one unconscious on the bus stop. Why are you the one in emergency room?

"No. Why am I here?" you muttered.

"You were unconscious at the bus stop. Gladly, I saw Kai asking for help and I checked your vitals and called the 911 immediately." he said. That was exactly you did to him.

"You are the one unconscious on that bus stop. I saved you." you said.

"I guess, your brain isn't functioning well right now. Take a rest first and we'll talk to you later." he said.

You let out a scream. This was not true. You believed it was just a dream. What is happening?

> this was not proof read yet. May have part 2 and 3 and 4 because why not?