[ BEGONIA ] + p.jm

SWEAT ( 땀 )

" Always remember, your focus determines your reality. "

-George Lucas

Three weeks had passed since Nana had seen Dr.Park. She didn't exactly know the reason, but Taehyung had told her that the man was quite busy and was unable to meet her. Not that she cared, since their last meeting was far from enjoyable.

During his absence, the young woman tried to find a way to escape this hospital, but couldn't find any, yet. She thoughts on different ways of stealing Taehyung's key card, but she didn't know what to do with all the CCTVs in the halls. She even went to the garden and looked for any way out, but there were way too many guards.

She knew it wasn't going to be a piece of cake to leave, but her hopes were dropping by the days.

During those three weeks, though, Nana tried to get along with Jung Hoseok. A patient she had met on her first day at the mental hospital and suffered from D.I.D. The red-haired male was calm, yet very energetic, open-minded, yet a scaredy-cat.

She thought it was a shame for him to stay locked up in this hospital. For her, he was a normal young man, with alters. For them to exist, he must have gone through an awful trauma, and she empathized.

As for Taehyung, her nurse, he was a friendly individual. Thanks to his bubbly and comforting personality, it was easy for the woman to gain information about this place.

Speaking about the devil, he knocked on her door and waited for her to reply before he unlocked it.

The man warmly smiled at her and said, " It's time. Let's go. "

" What do we have for dinner, Taehyung? "

The blonde-haired male hummed in thoughts before he replied, " I heard there would be three different specialties. Pasta, black noodles, and a shrimps salad. "

" Oh, is that so? Usually, there's only 2 different, or only one? Is it a special day? " Asked the woman.

" No, it's not. But like I said, I've heard there would be that on the menu I don't know if it's true. "

" Oh, I was craving for black noodles, though. " She pouted.

The nurse laughed at her sulking face and ruffled her hair playfully before returning. " Who knows, they might have that. "

As soon as the pair arrived at the canteen, Nana spotted Hoseok seating on his own at a table. She smiled and took a seat beside him while Taehyung went to fetch her plate.

" Nana! " The young man cheerfully called out her name.

" Hobi? " She asked, presuming one of Hoseok's alters had taken place.

He immediately nodded to confirm his identity.

The woman chuckled, glad she got it right, and started a conversation with him.

" Hobi, for how long have you been here? " Asked Nana as she never really had any chance to ask him before.

The boy frowned before he replied, " Hm... Jay said it has been over four years. Mom bought us here and left. She said she was tired. "

" Jay? Is Jay speaking to you right now? "

He cutely nodded at her before he paused. The smiled on his face dropped as he said, " Why? It's my turn now, Jay! Hoseok said it was fine to talk to her! ... No, wait for your turn! "

Astonished, the woman stared at the man, stupefied with the scene that was occurring before her. Was she just witnessing a direct discussion between two alters?