the doctors told her, that there was a fifty fifty probability jinwoo would survive, but it depended on whether he woke up during the next 24 hours.

cho hee listened carefully and acted all strong in front of the doctors, but as soon as she was left alone next to the hospital bed, she collapsed. although she knew it was selfish, but she just wanted jinwoo to live, even if it was just for her.

"please jinwoo" she whispered "if you wake up, i'll tell you everything; how much i love you, even if you can't ever love me back, because you're hurting too much."
if she was only able to see his face once, he would always be beautiful in her eyes.

"what did the world do to you, that you'd try something like this?" once again she caressed his cheek before she fell asleep, crying with his hand in hers.

jinwoo was blinded by dazzling white light from striplights under the ceiling. was this what came after death? but suddenly his ears blasted from a loud, artificial beeping sound.

slowly he turned his head, but was held back by a hose coming from his mouth. his fingers curled on the white bedsheets, when he suddenly felt something warm. he turned his head further on the pillow and was finally able to see what it was; short black hair, that framed a beautiful, sleeping face.

"cho hee?" his voice cracked. she had held his hand during the whole time.

no, this wasn't death.

through his half closed eye lashes he could see the dried tears on her face, which made him feel like crying too. "oh baby girl, i'm sorry for making you worried."

jinwoo rolled on one side and took cho hee's other hand.