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He sighs, before he peeks inside the room from the little glass window on the side of the door.

There, he can directly recognised the one who laid on the bed. Unconscious, and helpless. Seeing that makes the lump in his throat gets bigger, and his eyes get teary all of a sudden.

I'm such a horrible friend.

Other than her is a lady who sits on the chair by the bed, back facing him. She must be her mother.

He dared himself to be strong. Come on, Joohyun needs you. He speaks inside his brain.

He turns the door knob slowly, and enters the room.

Hearing the voice, the lady who he assumes as Joohyun's mother, turns around and notices Jimin walking in.

He forces a smile, again, and gives the lady a deep ninety degree bow.

"Are you Jimin?"

"Yes, ahjumma. I'm Park Jimin."

She smiles, as forceful as him.

"Finally you came. She needs you so bad."