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chapter 19

Day: 00

"Yujin?"

The syllables rang in her ear. Her sub consciousness tingled, she began to feel. The darkness remained in her sight, yet the universe seemed to swirl around her. Her body felt light, like floating alone in space and vacuum was all she could make out from her calm and equally as chaotic conscience, desperate with the desire to know what was happening. She stopped just then.

"Yujin?"

It came again, the voice. Soft and wispy, almost hanging onto thin air and fading away soon after. Her mind swirled in every direction, trying to find it's origin. It was almost a soft whisper, a tiny breath of life into her lifeless state of being. The two syllables broke apart to linger in the air and she badly needed to sense it, the airy call of her name. To cling onto it for life to come through.

"Yujin, can you hear me?"

It was all it took for her to escape her frenzy as she gasped for air, sputtering into life. She inhaled and exhaled as she took in large mouthfuls of air down her pipe. She had never felt so needy, so desperate to be alive. And Yujin would do anything to be alive.

"She's awake!"

She felt dizzy, confusion blurring her state of mind and yet, she felt so alive. Air finally coursed thorough her throat and her eyelids were begging to lift themselves up. And so she did.

There were noises. So many of them. People in white move by her vision, words tumbling out their mouths that Yujin couldn't quite make out. Her ears rung still and she blinked twice to adjust to the bright world. There were faces. So many faces.

The first that she made out was that of Wonyoung's.

Wonyoung. Lingering by ever so wispfully, her eyes trailed with blazes of worry and brown and everything in between. Her hair cascading elegantly down her shoulders and Wonyoung looked......... breathtaking. Yujin fought the dizzying sensation it sent to her mind as Wonyoung choked out her words.

"It's alright. Everything's alright. I'm here, Yujin. I'm here."

She saw Wonyoung's eyes glisten.

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Yujin didn't speak.

Which despite of, Wonyoung came everyday without missing a beat. She would drop by after work, stay throughout the night, wake up late in the morning, go to work and the cycle continued. Suffice to say, Wonyoung practically lived in the hospital by then.

Doctors and nurses equally alike came around daily, entering and exiting after examining and recording Yujin's condition. Wonyoung would so often grasp one of Yujin's limp hand in hers and asked the doctors, "When will she be able to speak?"

And when the medical professionals simply shook their heads and gave her the answer that she'd very soon come to despise of," We can't be sure about that," Wonyoung's heart would painfully clench in her chest as the little speck of hope inside her grew dimmer and dimmer each day.

Then on a rainy Saturday evening, Minju visited.

"I know I don't deserve to be here but Chaewon told me..........how things have been and I couldn't stop thinking about it."

Wonyoung was confused initially, how could she not be when a random woman showed up in the ward claiming to be Yujin's ex almost girlfriend. She was also slightly apprehensive of Minju's presence, considering how the woman seemed to have quite a history with Yujin and how she casually brought a bouquet of lilacs saying they were Yujin's favourite. Not to mention she was familiar with everyone in Yujin's circle.