𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙛 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙊𝙬𝙣 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚 || 𝙗𝙩𝙨✔️

𝟙𝕂 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝

~A/N~
This story will be about how Mike met Y/N.
The bolded words are Korean this time
Enjoy :)

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The tall ravenette squatted on the ground with his knees to his chest, with his head burrowed between them. His hands covered his ears to avoid hearing what he didn't want to hear. "She'll be fine, Mike... She's gotta be fine..." he whispered to himself. Tears streamed down his face, even though he had promised himself he would stay strong for her. He aggressively rubbed off the hot tears and clasped his hands together to pray. Please, let her be alright. Nurses ran out of the operating room and ran back in with bags of blood. The colour drained from his face.

His arms hung loosely at his sides. His hair was as messy as a nest and the eye bags under his eyes were as clear as day. He stood in front of her grave with a bouquet in hand. "My bear, I miss you so much already..." he said with a smile and collapsed in the graveyard, unbeknownst to the short brunette who had watched him from afar.

"Do you know his name?" the nurse asked. "The ID says his name is Mike Smyth... it could be a fake ID though..." the brunette replied before calling her secretary to do a background search on the name. The nurse sighed and checked the ravenette's IV drip.

Mike groaned as he sat up from the hospital bed. His eyes adjusted to the brightly lit white room and panicked when he found out he was in a hospital. He touched the bandage on his head and realised he had passed out and hit his head on the ground of the graveyard. "Miss Choi, Mike Smyth seems to be the person's real name... Would you like me to inform the nurse?" the secretary asked and got a nod from her superior. She bowed and walked away to find the nurse. "Mr Smyth, it seems you have woken up." 'Miss Choi' said. She looks so much like her... "I'm sorry for your loss... you see, there was someone I wanted to visit who so happened to be next to your sister. You passed out from exhaustion when I got there." she explained. Mike kept silent the whole time, but Y/N understood that he needed some time to recover. Eva Smyth was his only living relative, after all. "Who were you visiting?" Mike asked her quietly. Y/N stared at him in silence for a moment, before opening her mouth to speak. "My...teacher." she trailed off. "Can you tell me about them?" Mike asked again. She thought for a moment. Perhaps it'll help him cope with his sister's loss better... "Her name was... Historia. She didn't have a last name as she was an orphan. She was nice to everyone and anyone but that led to her downfall." Y/N said with a small but pained smile. "How foolish yet inspiring of her." Y/N chuckled sadly. Mike stared at the younger girl. She looked no more than 19... but she talked so maturely and acted professionally. Her eyes were cold and mysterious but he could see a glimpse of pain and suffering in them. "My sister died of leukaemia a few days ago... She, too, was nice to everyone. To see that she passed away at such a young age truly pains me." Mike said as a tear rolled down his cheek. "It seems the nicest people have the worst endings." Y/N said. "Cheers to being alive."

London was as gloomy as ever. Mike got off the cab and entered his once shared apartment. It was rundown and filthy but the rent was cheap. He and Eva had moved here in order to save the money for her treatment. "How sad it looks now that you're gone." he muttered. He grabbed all of his belongings, which weren't much since he sold most of his stuff, and shoved them in his backpack. As he was going through Eva's stuff, he found a locket that she kept in a velvet box. He opened the locket and saw a picture of his whole family, smiling brightly at the camera. His eyes widened at the picture and he covered his mouth with his hand. Whimpering and crying sounded throughout the apartment that night.

He stretched his arms and let out a yawn. He had fell unconscious after his crying fest last night and his back hurt from sleeping on the cold hard ground. "Oh right, work." He took a quick shower and went to work.