They lied.
I'm not better.
I can't leave.
They told me I could, but they lied to me.
They know I'm going to get to a worse state, how? How is that fair?
I woke up with a pain so bad, I call for help.
They gave me more fucking drugs.
I can't stand this, it's extremely agitating and annoying.
But whatever, I'll be fine after all this shit passes.
It's been a week since they said I didn't need the surgery. But it's now planned again.
Great.
I'm not going to tell Soonyoung though. I don't want him to know about surgery.
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Put flowers on the desk. (Soonhoon)
FanfictionLee Jihoon is sick, and he know he is, but he doesn't understand what he has. The countless hours as the hospital let's him know whatever he has is bad, but how bad could his life be if he met Soonyoung? Every day he wakes up with flowers on his de...
