Yeonjun's POV: Landing on the floor, the ceiling was turning in circles. After that I don't know what happened but when I woke up I was in the hospital with a cast on my leg and Band-Aids all around my arm. I tried getting up but my sore back didn't let me. I never felt this much pain in my life. After coming back to my senses, I finally realized what trouble I've gotten into...

< Company >

When I heard Yeonjun was hospitalized, I dashed to the hospital. Pushing through the reporters in the front of the hospital, I ran up to the fifth floor into room 553. All the members and staffs were standing in the front of the door, concerned.  When the manager saw me, he explained the situation.

Manager: "Yeonjun's leg is fractured. His condition is really bad. He'll need to be hospitalized for a month and can't dance for two months. He wanted some space and wouldn't let any of us come in. Maybe he'll let you in?"

I carefully walked into the room. For the first time, he ignored me and continued to stare at the window with a blank face. Through those dull eyes, I could tell his world was blue and grey. 

"Yeonjun oppa. I'm here"

He continued to ignore me. 

"I heard what happened. I know you may fee--"

"LEAVE! JUST GO! PLEASE JUST GET OUT!"