Seonghwa PoV

'What do you mean? He...he can't be...There's no way!' I screamed at my classmate when I got the news. Someone from our class commited suicide and that someone was my friend. My best friend to be exact. Kim Hongjoong. A shy, adorable and smart guy who I spent all of my days in school with, who I grew to love as soon as we got to know each other. Although it seemed like I didn't know him at all. He never told me he had problems, he was always happy and full of life. 

'Seonghwa... I know it's hard to accept...Go home and take some day off we understand how you feel' the principal stepped out, brushing my hair out of my eyes but it only angered me to the point I just shoved his caring hand away.

'You don't know.. you don't know anything..' I stormed out of the room and ran as fast as I could. I wanted to go back in time and get him back to life. I didn't want to believe that he was dead. He wouldn't do that alone. We were best friends. I would do anything in my power to make him happy I would even die with him if he asked me to

As I turned right to get to the hall I saw something in the corner of my eye. A shadow. Almost unnoticable but it surely was there. I stoppedin the middle of the hallway and stared at the shadow which seemed to move closer. Once it was close enough I recognized those dark eyes and the usual frown I've seen so many times before.

'Hong....Hongjoong?' my voice was faint as if all the words got caught up in my throat. Quickly I rubbed my eyes but when I looked back he was still there. Standing in the hallway only a few steps away from me staring into nothing. I moved closer and finally looked into his lifeless eyes. My hand moved up to touch him but before I could reach his cheek the bell rang and I jumped back.

'No... this isn't..it's not possible' I mumbled to myself and ran again. I was scared and confused but most importantly I felt empty without him. 

***

A few days passed by and I had to go back to school eventually. I couldn't risk any more off days even though the principal said I should go home. I had to keep living, keep doing what I always did for Hongjoong. His passing left a hole in my chest which couldn't be filled with anything or anyone but I had to try and go on with my life. 

I walked through the hallway of the school and saw Hongjoong again. I was still confused but this time I mustered up enough courage to make a move. I walked up to him, looking for anything that would help me figure out if it was a joke or real but found nothing. The time seemed to stop when my fingers brushed against Hongjoon's cold cheek. It felt surreal to see him right in front of me and feel his skin under my fingetips. 

'No way...' I mumbled but Hongjoong didn't seem to notice anything. His eyes remained lifeless and stared into nothing right through me down the hallway but his usual frown never left his features. 

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3rd person PoV

'I walked past him everyday since that morning and his expressions were always the same. His eyes were staring into nothing and he always frowned' Seonghwa explained to his assigned theraphist. The man in his chair looked just as confused as Seonghwa when he first saw Hongjoong again.

'Can you explain it a bit more?' he asked calmly and Seonghwa hesitantly nodded.

'We were best friends in school for years... then he...' Seonghwa chocked trying to contain his tears 'he died. I never got to know what happened exactly they just told me the news. It was surreal to be honest... I've lost my best friend.. and....' 

'Take your time. We'll go in your own pace there's no need to rush anything' the doctor said but Seonghwa was determined.

'I lost him because I wasn't there when he needed me the most even though he never said it, I knew. I was a fool for thinking I was a good friend for him. If I was, he would... he would be here'

The doctor wrote down some words into his notebook then waited patiently for Seonghwa to continue but the other was too into his own thoughts.

'What exactly happened after you saw him?'

'I...I'm not sure. I only remember that something changed about him.

'And what was that change?' the theraphist carefully asked.

A soft smile crept onto Seonghwa's lips as he recalled the memory. 

'This time his eyes were filled with life and he was smiling at me' he smiled to himself remembering how warm he felt when he saw Hongjoong's beautiful smile.

'Smiling?' the doctor was confused for a second before Seonghwa explained further.

'To be honest that really freaked me out 

The old man shifted uncomfortably in his chair but he needed the information to help Seonghwa.

'Why is that?'

'Because... because he's been dead for over two weeks then'