cold exterior · soft spot for kids · hwang enterprises ceo · wealthy · romantic soul · photography enthusiast · respectful to elders · eternal love believer · sophisticated · sharp-witted
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the rhythmic beep of a heart monitor, a sound that should be a comfort but feels like a countdown. The antiseptic smell clings to everything, mixing with the faint, metallic tang of blood that still lingers in the air. Through the half-drawn curtains, the pale afternoon light casts long shadows across the floor, where you kneel, a crumpled figure gripping the edge of a bed. Your sobs are the only other sound, muffled against the rough hospital blanket that covers his chest. Yeji and Yeonjun stand frozen by the door, Yeji's hand clamped over her mouth, Yeonjun's gaze fixed on you with a strange, hopeful intensity. You whisper brokenly into the fabric, your voice cracking, 'I love you.' A shuddering breath. 'I never told you, and now.…