Chapter 4~ Kim Hyuna (1/1)

You clutch the toilet with one hand as your stomach heaves in agitation. You feel hot, dizzy, and suddenly extremely tired and weak. You’re alone in the bathroom with the door cracked open. Outside you can hear Miryo talking frantically. She’s probably on the phone with father. You sigh and wait for your stomach to figure out whether or not it’s finished. There’s nothing left in you at this point.Your eyes are closed when you feel someone next to you. You crack them open and turn slightly to the side to look at their shoes. JunHyung. You groan and turn back to the toilet feeling like it’s all going to happen again out of pure embarrassment.

Then you feel a hand lightly touch your back, between your shoulder blades. It’s soft at first and then gets firmer as he rubs your back. You open your eyes again and he crouches next to you, studying your face. You turn back again.His other hand lightly touches your forearm and slowly grazes it towards your wrist.

“May I please have this?” he asks quietly and politely as his hand overlaps your fist that’s been enclosed around the kitchen knife.His thumb softly caresses the back of your hand as you figure out how to unlock your grip on the knife. It clatters to the bathroom floor. He lets you go and grabs the knife. He stands and twists back out of the bathroom and you hear the knife slide across the hall.You lean weakly against the toilet and wall. You try to take deep breaths to calm your ragged breathing. Then he’s next to you again. He takes your hand in his and wraps it with toilet paper. Your hand feels warm and wet but you don’t look.

He stands behind you and kneels behind your back. Your body heaves again at his touch as he rubs your back.Your left hand is tangled in your hair to keep it out of your face as your right hands hangs limp in your lap with toilet paper around it.You feel his left hand gently cover yours and his other hand leaves your back. Both his hands carefully pull your hair back out of your face. He keeps it up with his left hand as his right moves to your shoulder. He first just rests it there but then starts to squeeze and massage it. This helps your breathing to calm and you finally feel like you’re not going to be sick anymore.

You sigh and pull away from the toilet. He stands and goes in front of you. Your eyes are closed and you feel his hand under your chin pulling your face up. You open and see his eyes locked on yours in worry and concern.“Are you feeling better?” he asks.You shrug, not able to find your voice.

He nods and his hand moves from your chin to the side of your face and his thumb caresses your cheek. You sigh again.

His hands move to your shoulders and down to your forearms. He grips them and pulls you up to your feet. Your eyes close as the movement is too fast. He still holds you still when you open your eyes and blink as everything rocks to the side. His eyes search your face.“Can you walk?” he asks.

“Hmmm. Uh huh.” You lie.He moves to the side still holding onto your one arm and you try to take a step out towards the lobby and Miryo. Your right hand suddenly begins to feel fat as blood rushes into it. You feel the wet toilet paper sticking to your palm. How hard did you grip that knife?!

You look down and see a drop of blood fall to the ground and hit the floor.

Then blackness crowds your vision and everything becomes dark.