Chanyeol has ADD. Hes known it for a while, but it was never an issue--until he reaches med school. Now, his memory is getting worse and his attention span is nearly nonexistent. But, by some stroke of luck, Baekhyun is more helpful than any medicine could be.  Foreword    “No one can help me!” Chanyeol burst out. His arms wobbled dangerously as he tried to push himself up, brushing off the hands that Baekhyun offered to help him sit up. “No one can help me. I am broken. Unlovable. I can’t do anything right, I’m a burden to you and I just-”    Baekhyun interrupted him with a shaky voice as he held back tears of his own. “No, Chanyeol. You’re not a burden and you’re not broken or unlovable. You are not and could not ever be a burden. You are not and could not ever be unlovable. I love you, Chanyeol."