The sound was gone. I couldnt hear anything but the deafening silence. My mind was preoccupied by thoughts I never knew I would think of. The possibilities, I should say. There it was... the strong smell of antiseptic. All I could do was sit there and look at his aged eyes. I could never forget how he looked at me like it was nothing. The feeling like he hypnotized me or made me swallow a bottle of anesthesia. Finally, I felt my mouth again. All I could make out was a mere "Im sorry?" "Mr. Byun... you only have three months to live." ... Hi guys... :DAlmostHuman here, newbie writer... Ive been stumbling silently(or stalking) AFF for years now and was planning on writing some stories to share my ideas. Now here it is, my first fanfic.. Hope you guys will like it.. <3