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I woke up to the beeping of a vitals monitor. An IV needle was stuck in my arm, and my head felt like it was splitting open

The events of the previous night rushed back to me all at once, the spiked drinks. The almost rape. Hyungwon, punching the life out of that gang. The crazy in his eyes. His warm fingers against my skin. The roughness of his voice

I looked around. I was in a large room, isolated from everyone else by a curtain

I called

I heard footsteps

The curtain was pulled back by a nurse, revealing a distressed looking Eunmi and Hyungwon's friends

Eunmi asked, leaping forward and grabbing my hand.

I said I said, looking at her eyes.

she said and gave me her smile

I said, touching my head

Kihyun said,

"Where is he?"

The entire assembly with the exception of Eunmi and I erupted in laughter

Changkyun exclaimed

Jooheon said

Shownu clarified

I said

Jooheon said

I whispered

Eunmi asked

I said shakily

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I rechecked my work, and everything seemed to be right

I snatched Hyungwon's notebook out of his hands, meticulously scanning it. I detected no error. Hm, that was weird

Hyungwon's eyes swept over my calculations. His brows furrowed before he chuckled

I grabbed my notebook back and compared my question to the textbooks. My stomach dropped as I realized that he was right. I cursed my carelessness.

Mr Choi made it my mandatory assignment to tutor Hyungwon every weekend until he recoverd. He wasn't even aware that Hyungwon was depressed. Although it wasn't clinically diagnosed, it hindered him. He would not want to return to school any time soon

It was late when I arrive at his house. I was over at Eunmi's, in the process of repairing our friendship. Now, it was around 2 am and I had taken the bus here. The last bus would've left an hour ago. There was no way I could get hom

Hyungwon seemed a little annoyed, but he agreed he gestured at a door in his wall

I picked up my bag and hauled it to the guest room. It was generically decorated, but I could see hints of Mrs Chae taste peek out. Pastel colors and paintings of flower. I texted my Mom

The moment my head hit the pillow, I drifted into a heave, dreamless slumber

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I was awoken by a shriek

I bolted up in the darkness, confused and a little bit frightened. A few seconds passed, and I heard it again. It was evidently masculine, and it came from Hyungwon's room

My bare feet slapped against the cold wooden floors of the the bedroom as I twisted the doorknob and opened the door that separated our rooms.

Hyungwon was asleep, but not peaceful. His expression was twisted into one of anguish

he muttered

he screamed

I shook him by the shoulders

I shook him harder and his eyes flew open. He jumped away from me. His forehead was matted with hair. He was panting and sweating

he whispered