Truly Yours • Kim Mingyu

[thirty-eight]

"W-what do you mean he's sick, I-I just talked to him f-few days ago." I trail off, struggling to grasp the situation and get my mind functioned. I feel as if the ground underneath my feet just locomoted.

Joshua takes hold of both of my shoulders, because I'm trembling like a shot pigeon. "His manager called yesterday. You need to calm down Yeonnie. He's better now." He says and rubs circles on my back.

"What happened to h-him?"

"Manager Park said he suddenly fainted during rehearsal. They took him to the ER. The doctor said . . ."

"What did the doctor say Joshua?"

"He needed blood transfusion." He murmurs.

"Blood transfusion?! Is he hurt somewhere? Why would he—"

"It could be distorted information! Maybe he's just tired from schedule Yeonnie. We're far away from each other, misinterpretations can happen."

"But you just said now that he's very sick." I say in a whisper.

"I know, it was yesterday. He's be —"

"I'll call and ask him myself." I turn around to find my phone, but he stops me by grabbing my wrist. "Don't. It's late night in his country. I've told Manager Park to tell him to call you when he wakes up," He says. "Have some patience. I understand if you don't want to believe me, but trust your brother. He's strong, he'll be fine Yeonnie."

No Josh he's not. He may be mentally strong, but physically he's fragile.

I nod my head silently. All I can do now is wait, nothing except wait.

Joshua pats my right arm, telling me without using words, "Stay strong, Yeonnie."

Stay strong.

Stay strong.

Right, stay strong.

Stay strong Jeonghan.

***

I clean up and check my phone to see if I've any messages from Jeonghan. There's no icon of him in my notification bar, but there's an unread email from KMG Entertainment. It was sent this morning.

My anxieties multiply by 10 times as I read every word carefully.

Dear Ms. Yoon Miyeon,

Your project with Dazed Korea which was originally planned on June 13, has unfortunately changed dates due to some uninvited events and has decided to take place on May 25, 2021 on the said location and time. We apologize for the inconvenience and expect to see you on the right time.

Sincerely,
KMG Entertainment

May 25, means today. Few hours later.

There is indeed no ending to human's sufferings.

Grimacing, I shut my phone off and drag my feet towards my closet to get ready. Just then, my phone vibrates with a caller's id on top of it. I wish I wouldn't have woken up today than to see this person calling me.

Ms. I hope chokes on a cheese puff one day Manoban.

Answering it even though I wanna block this number for good, I press the phone against my ear and back away instantly because of it's stridentness.

"YOON MIYEON SPEAKING?"

Gosh, why the hell is she yelling for?

Why does she even have my number?