It was now  night. I had spent a great day with my friends from school after not seeing them for months.
I truly missed them. And I was overwhelmed to know that they're healthy and safe.

As I walked in the hallway to our room, I wondered why this hallway was always dark and gave me goosebumps. Unlike the hallways of other levels, It's always empty and dark. I haven't seen any patients in any of the other rooms, and the lights were never on. The only light brightening the corridor was that from the windows by the stairs.

The beautiful sun always gave the atmosphere an aesthetic ivory tint. I really loved that. At night, the moonlight always payed us a visit.

As I drifted into more random thoughts, I flinched and stopped my motion at the voices of two people arguing. I was sure I know who they were, yet I wasn't able to identify them.

"I'm being blamed! I did nothing of that! Those absentminded mentals think it's okay to just blame someone for things only they imagine."

"Hyung, I was there. It's not something they imagined! Now tell me the truth. Did you do it or not?"

"Buzz off! You rotten bastard."

"If you do any more suspicious actions, trust me, you'll get fired."

Rotten bastard? Imagination? Fired? What was that all about?

I was about to continue walking till I heard footsteps echoing right around the nearby corner.

I hid quickly behind a wall and stuck half of my head out, peeking to see a man's figure approaching.

Seokjin hyung.

At the sight of someone I know, I moved from behind the wall to completely reveal my body.

Seokjin noticed my presence and stopped at pace. He looked at me with worried eyes and sighed before silently walking again.

I did the same and walked straight to the room. Just before I could open the door, I heard a voice from behind me.

"Ah! Hoseok I almost forgot to tell you." I turned back to see Seokjin hyung standing by the elevator.

"What is it?" I replied back. Our voices echoing slightly in the serene hallway.

"Start packing your stuff. You're getting discharged."

I felt my heart skip a thousand beats.
No..
This can't be true..

I stood there frozen. Not replying a word.

"We'll drive you home first thing in the morning." He continued off before entering the elevator and disappearing, leaving me having a semi breakdown.

I ran to the room and harshly opened the door. Jiminie was already fast asleep. I walked in a fast pace to his bed, kneeled down so his back faced me, and shook him quite harshly.

A few seconds later, he woke up alarmed.
"W-What is it?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes. He then recognised me and my teary eyes.
"Hoseokie? What's wrong?" He tapped my shoulder. I just kneeled in my spot, completely silent.

After not being able to hold in all the tears I had forming in my eyes, I crashed into Jimin in a tight hug.
I placed his head on my chest, and my head on top of his.

I softly ruffled and sobbed into his silky smooth orange hair, which was now, after being washed, turning to black.

"Hoseok hyung. Tell me. What happened? Did something happen with your friends?" he questioned, obviously worried even though the last thing we did was fight.

After building it up, I finally got enough courage to tell him.

"I..was on my way here when..I saw Seokjin hyung..he told me..I was..leaving.." I spoke, stuttering and pulling out of the hug.

"E-eh? What?" He asked, shocked. He looked like he was about to cry, but he didn't.

"This is my last night with you."
I felt my a lump form in my throat at those words.

"B-but..hyung..You can't just leave me alone like that! I still didn't tell you how I felt about you."

I paused at those words.
'How I felt about you.'  I knew he had feelings towards me. I knew he liked me back. I was overwhelmed with joy yet the burden of the thought of me leaving both the hospital and Jiminie was always there. I'd been in the hospital for more than four months. I've always been here. Why do I have to leave now? Now, that Jiminie is with me. Why now?

Why?