I tired opening my eyes, they felt heavy. Where am I, what am I doing here? 

"Hoseok, are you awake?" I heard an older woman's voice speak from beside me. Her voice sounded of hope and cheer. 

I slowly tried opening my eyes, they were so heavy it was like they would close back on their own even if I didn't want them to. I sluggishly turned my head to try seeing the woman who was talking. 

"HOSEOK, HOSEOK, YOU'RE AWAKE, HOSEOK!" The woman begins to bawl, I saw every slow tear start to rush down her cheek. Who is this woman, why is she crying so much, where am I? 

I started to look at my surroundings now. I was connected to some machine, a plastic mask over my mouth. I looked around the room trying to figure out where I am. Is this a hospital...am I in a hospital?

After the woman continued to sob the name 'Hoseok' for a while, I turned my head to her once again. The door to the room I was in slammed open, two older men ran into the room now. One looked to be in more casual clothes, while the other had on more professional clothes with a long white coat as well.

"Hoseok, Hoseok you're awake, I'm so glad! I'm so glad you're awake!" The woman continues to sob, by now she grabbed a hold of my hand and was squeezing it hard. I didn't have enough strength to pull my hand back, who is this woman?

The doctor took the plastic mask off of my face and looked into each of my eyes individually. "Hoseok, do you know where you are?" The man wearing the white, long coat questions as he continued to stare at me more intensely by the second. 

I opened my mouth but my throat hurt. It felt like it was clogged with phlegm of some sort. I tried clearing my throat, hearing the phlegm that was inside of it. "Wh-where am I?" I question in a rusty tone, my words almost coming out as groggy. 

"You're at the hospital, do you remember why you're here?" 

I looked around the room I was in, scanning everyone and everything inside the room once again before answering "no, why am I here, who are you people?" I question, sounding confused and a bit hazed. 

When I questioned who the two other older people in the room were, the women let out a squeak of a sob. "Wh-why doesn't he remember us? WHY DOESN'T MY SON REMEMBER ME!" The women begins to shout in anger which startled me a bit. Her son? Am I this woman's son?

"Memory loss is common in coma patients." The man standing beside me with a long coat tries to explain.

He looked back at me before saying "I'm Dr.Kwan, you're in Seoul star hospital right now. You have just woken up from being in a coma." The doctor explains which got me confused. Coma, hospital...what? 

"How long have I been asleep for?" I question in curiosity. 

"Three...maybe four months." The doctor explains before looking at the machine I was connected to and pressing a couple of buttons onto it. 

"Why was I in a coma?" I ask, turning my head to continue looking at the doctor. This wasn't a pretty sight of him, all I was mostly was seeing was his nose hairs.

The doctor glanced at the two other people in the room before answering my question. After a second he replies "I don't think you should know the reasoning as a part of your recovery. Now start by telling me the things you can remember." The doctor says, moving back now, taking out a notepad and a pen from his long jacket pocket, already holding the tip of the pen against the paper. 

I tried thinking about something, anything that I could remember about what had happened to me...but everything was black. I can't remember anything. I can't think of anything. 

I shook my head meaning I didn't know anything and the doctor nodded, continuing to jot down whatever he was writing on his notepad. After he was done writing down what he did on his notepad, he asked the two other people who were in the room to talk to him in the hallway so they could speak privately. 

I tried sitting up at this point, but everything felt so weak. My bones felt like they had turned into goop. My arms were the heaviest to lift, which is why it was so hard to get myself to sit up. 

Once the two other people and the doctor walked into the room again, they all had different expressions on their faces like they had just spoke about something serious before coming back into the room. 

The woman decided to speak first, slowly bringing her own hands up, grabbing a hold of both my hands once again before asking "Hoseok, I'm your mother, do you remember me?" 

I looked at her with a blank expression on my face before looking down at her holding my hands, tightly. I felt like it would hurt her if I said I didn't know who she was, but I really didn't. "No, sorry" I apologise, looking back up at her face to see that she looked broken. 

"Hoseok, I'm your father" the other man who was in the room speaks up. I instantly looked up at him as he spoke. His voice was just as unfamiliar as my 'mothers.' 

"Hoseok, you'll have to stay in the hospital for a couple of days to get some treatment. Is that okay?" The doctor asks, he sounded apologetic towards me...but why? 

"Fine with me" I answer, like I have any choice in the say. Even if I protested and said I didn't want to do it, they'd most likely force me to stay anyway. 

 What happened to me, what is going on...who is everyone? 

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Hey guys, this is my new vhope fan fiction! I hope you all like it and enjoy it so far, I'm trying to make it very interesting, but yet also vague...does that even make sense? Anyway, I hope you guys like it so far.