min hyunjoo was walking down the hallway, opening all kinds of doors and checking on the patients at 1am. on the whole station there was nothing unusual until she came closer to the end of the hallway.

from the bathrooms she could hear the sound of flowing water. is there anyone?

hesitantly she opened the door and turned to the next door, where the sounds seemed to come from. apparently this was the room with the showers for the patients, who were able to to shower alone.

hyunjoo knocked on the door. "is there someone inside? are you okay?" but since there was no reply, her concern grew; it was her responsibility to make sure all patients were doing well during her shift.

finally she opened the door- and froze on spot. under one of the showers stood jung jaewon in his full clothing, rubbing the revealed skin of his arms to the point when it started bleeding. no, actually judging by the color of the water he hadn't only started bleeding- or his wounds had never healed in first place.

his lips had a slightly blue color, because the water seemed to be... cold?

"shit!" whispered hyunjoo, stepped foreward and reached behind jaewon, in order to turn off the shower. icy cold water splashed down her shoulders and dripped from her hair.

until then jaewon didn't show any type of reaction. the nurse took a huge towel from the shelf and wrapped it around jaewon's shoulders, who now looked at her with wide eyes.

"you found me" he mumbled "you're the first, who ever noticed."

"am i?" asked hyunjoo, while taking another towel and rubbed his hair. "anyways  we need to get you out of those wet cloths." she stretched out her hand, so he could step out off the shower, but he refused to take it at first.

"come, jaewon, let's go to your room!" and when he really did, what she had asked for, her tension seemed to losen.

hyunjoo helped him change into some dry cloths, since he wasn't really in the state to do it himself; she didn't mind it at all, she was a nurse and trained to help others with the things they couldn't do themselfs.

also she got a second blanket, since jaewon was subcooled. when she came back, she could hear him whispering to himself, but the only thing she could make out was "rubbish dump" and she froze for the second time this did.

what happened to this poor boy? she thought, feeling infinitely sorry.

before she could leave, jaewon held her back by the edge of her sleeve. hyunjoo turned around to see the guy laying in the hospital bed looking her with a soft expression on his face. "you're crying, you've been crying the whole time."

she touched her own, wet cheeks. did i really?