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Hyun-ki
I remembered the day it all happened like it had occurred just seconds ago. Every time I closed my eyes, I would remember the uneasy clench my stomach gave as I wake to my phone ringing sinfully loud in the early morning.
It was that sickening feeling that crept up your spine when you just knew something was wrong.
Mrs. Lee's voice rang through my ears, frantic and hurried, tears choking her as she tried to voice the most painful ones I'd ever heard.
"Chanwoo's been in an accident-" she started, a sob wracking through her as she sniffled silently, "he's-he's out cold." Her voice shook.
I didn't know what to say or how to react. Nobody ever thinks anything bad will happen before it does. He'd been out drinking with colleagues earlier that night. His deep, honey-like voice still echoed in my head and thrummed through my veins.
"C'mon, Ki," he'd said, "why don't you come with me? None of the guys will mind if I bring you along."
He'd tried to get me to go out with me him and some of his buddies from work. The few of his friends from work that I'd met we're perfectly nice, but I was never one to intrude. Also, pubs and drinking aren't really my thing.
The thing is, is that Lee Chanwoo is responsible. He knows his limit, and he knows when and where it's okay to cross it. I knew from the beginning that the accident wasn't due to him being intoxicated, but due to someone else.
"Where are you?" My voice was raspy with sleep, words caught thick in my throat. Anxiety bit at the skin no longer covered by my warm blankets as I sprang up from bed once I'd realized that what was happening was not a dream, not just a horrible nightmare, but reality.
If only it had been a dream. I wouldn't be here for the second week, the fourteenth day in a row, staring at his body from this uncomfortable chair next to the hospital bed.
If only he was awake and showing that gleaming, brighter than a million stars smile that he was known for.
If only his mind were free instead of trapped in this seemingly inescapable wrath of sleep.
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ChanwooSometimes I start to think that I'm being irrational, like I'm clinging onto a worn rope just seconds away from snapping under the pressure of my weight.If I don't keep trying, then I that means I have nothing to live for. I have so much to live for. I have a family that I love and friends that I adore.
Hyun-kiEverything feels numb.Looking at his motionless body, I can't stop wondering why.Why me? Why me, of all people you could choose to hold your life in their hands, why me?
ChanwooIt's like floating in an endless sea, flying over the clouds, and free falling off a cliff all at once.It's like hearing and feeling everything but knowing nothing at the same time.
Hyun-kiThe white walls around us were suffocating. They seemed to mock you, staring through your eyes and into the very bottom of your soul.They were too blank, too modern. There was no comfort, no decoration or color.
ChanwooI don't remember how exactly it happened.Everything was fine. I was driving down the highway, only about a mile away from the exit leading to town.Then, everything went dark. The impact of the hit shook my bones.My eyes saw nothing, and my body was numb.The last thing I heard through a fuzzy static was the sound of footsteps running toward me and the hazy siren of an ambulance in the distance.After that, everything had been different. I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't move my hands or legs or head and, worst of all, I couldn't move my lips.They kept asking me, "Mr. Lee," frantically, "can you hear us?" Over and over again.