「Chapter Twenty」

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nobody knows the pain that he has been through

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nobody knows the pain
that he has been through

Slowly, the boy opens his eyes, and scans everywhere, quickly, to see where he is, at the moment

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Slowly, the boy opens his eyes, and scans everywhere, quickly, to see where he is, at the moment.

"I'm glad you're awake, Hoseok," The doctor who is none other than Seokjin looks down at the boy who seems to be a little confused. "It has been two days since you're here."

Two days.

Certainly, a lot of things must have happened within these days.

The boy feels a sharp pain in head which causes him to place his hand on his forehead, but the doctor does not let him do so. "Please, don't touch the stitches."

"I'm not one of your patients." He speaks up, and touches them without wanting to listen to the doctor who is very concerned.

"Well, actually, you are," Seokjin walks up to the window in order to pull back the curtain, and says, "One of your neighbors brought you here to the hospital. He said that you fell over, and hit your head against the stairs when you were talking to yourself."

He remembers everything, now. Also, he remembers blood. He remembers the stairs covered with his own blood.

Recalling that memory, makes him feel uneasy, but he can not deny the fact that he can not take control over it.

"But there is one more thing left."

"What is it, then?" The boy questions, switching his glance at Seokjin who has placed his hand on the window, the moonlight hitting his beautiful face.

"Ah, you know, forget it. I-I have some shit to take care of." Seokjin walks up to the door to leave the boy who is on the hospital bed, but he freezes in his spot when Hoseok shouts at him.

"What is it?" He shouts at the top of his lungs. "I'm not going to ask you again."

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