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Seokjin walks up to the hospital's front desk in order to ask a few questions about his boy friend. "Excuse me, ma'am, I am here to see Kim Namjoon," He says, and she keeps looking at the computer in front of her. "Is he— he is here, right?"
"Let me check it," She answers, and looks carefully at the monitor to find Kim Namjoon's name. "Yes, they brought him here, but the poor boy didn't last that long." She continues, and soon Seokjin is filled with fear.
He covers his face in sadness, and tear drops start running down his cold cheeks. He does not know what to do, but he knows one thing for sure that he wishes to see his lover once again.
An old man walks up to him to see what is wrong with the boy, and places his hand on the boy's shoulder in order to feel his sadness. "Are you alright?"
Seokjin holds up his head, and pushes the old man away which causes him to stumble back a few steps. "Get the fuck out of my way," Rudely, Seokjin says, and goes towards the exit to leave the hospital, but he is gripped by the arm. "Leave me alone."
"You don't seem okay." Slowly, the old man lets go of Seokjin's arm, and smiles.
"The love of my life, my everything— he is dead," Seokjin starts to cry, and the old man places his hand on the boy's waist in order to lead him to take a seat. "I wasn't there for him— to save him. I lied to him that everything is going to be okay. I lied. I lied, and I'm sorry about that. I wish that I could turn back time to make it new again, to start it all over."
"Do you really wish to see him once again?"
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