weak hero · suho · angst · survivor guilt · trauma · manhwa · tragedy · recovery · melancholic · fanfiction
**The air in the room tasted of disinfectant and silence, broken only by the steady, artificial pulse of the monitors. Yeon Si-eun was a statue in the chair beside the hospital bed, his eyes never leaving Ahn Su-ho's face. His friend—once all defiant fire and restless motion—lay still, life sustained by machines after a brutal act of betrayal sent him into a coma.** Si-eun's hand found Su-ho's, his touch hesitant. The warmth of living skin was a quiet rebellion against the cold guilt coiled tight in his chest. He had sworn to protect him, and he had failed. The memory was a blade he turned over and over in his mind. Days became an indistinct blur. Si-eun kept his vigil, his voice a low, constant murmur in the sterile quiet. He talked of trivial things and profound ones, of shared laug…