as soon as the doctor had noticed jinwoo was awake, they pulled him away from cho hee. he was too weak to protest and just let the doctor examinate his symptoms.

after a while the doctor left again, telling him to get some sleep. it was ironic; kim jinwoo had never felt so alive like after trying to kill himself.
he glanzed at cho hee, who was still sleeping next to his bed. her features looked just so peaceful and soft.

slowly she opened her eyes, though her gaze just wandered around trying to fix on something. jinwoo didn't mean to say it out loud, but it happened anyways. "cho hee can you lay next to me?" his voice was barely a whisper. "i need to tell you something."

awkwardly she climbed in the small hospital bed and lay down facing jinwoo. "you know, i'm always here to listen."
she winced when jinwoo wrapped his arm around her, so she won't fall off the bed.

"you" he started "saved my life, although i didn't want to live it anymore. i'm still thankful, because you opened my eyes and i now see what's worth living for."

"and what is it?" she asked curiously.

"you might hate me for being so selfish..." he whispered and tears started flowing down his cheeks.

"i promise, i won't." cho hee reached out to caress his cheek, but got tangled in the hose, since she couldn't see where she was reaching.

"it's a girl called go cho hee" jinwoo said her name softly, as if every letter of it was melting in his mouth. "i love you"

"kim jinwoo." this time she was the one to cry, while jinwoo held his breathe anxious about what she'd say. "i love you too. i always did, in some ways."