"Jimin-ah, if I die first, will you be sad ?"
I grinned - joking around to see my best friend's respond. He ignored, right hand was busying copied notes from my book.
"Aww Jiminnie, do you ignore me ?" I lied on his bed.
Still no response.
Lazy to disturb his studying, I hugged his pillow. Closed my eyes. My chest hurt, felt pain.
Only Jimin-hyung knew I diagnosed with lung cancer. Even it was only first phase, but only God knew how hurt it is.