I am sitting here , infront of the grave of my sister. She was just like you, a ray of sunshine. Who would always make everyone happy even if she's herself having a bad time. Too bad you never met her. Maybe that's why I'm so attached to you, cause you remind me so much of her. "I hope you're fine." I said, placing the flower on the ground, infront of her. "I won't lie by saying I am. You hate when I lie.. I'm not fine." I express , as a tear rolls down my cheek. I wipe it quickly, before more come down following. "Why do you think God likes to take away the best? I'm sure you want him to get better more than me. I'm not sending him to you! Even though I don't know anything about him. His parents stopped answering my calls, I hope they are fine. Don't worry about me , I'll be strong .. Jae. Bye for now, sorry for showing up late, I'll try to visit you more frequently. I love you." I get up with more tears escaping my eyes. It's normal for someone to cry in a graveyard right? Surely.

I turn around, and see something, Someone, whom I didn't expect at all.

You are walking towards me, with someone clinging to your arm . That someone being the picky girl from our university, who never even payed attention to you. Even though weirded out , I am greatly relieved to see you well, out of the coma. I felt the sudden urge to hug you , shower you with love, ask and tell you a thousand things but something is off. You both stop, but you are behind. I don't understand why. She pulls you ahead by the arm making you stumble a bit so she even pulls you back. I am controlling myself from throwing a fist to her face while she , Kang Ji Rae just grins foolishly.

Ji Rae : Oh hii Yoon mi! What's up?

'Not a word about hoseok. Expected.'

Yoon mi : Oh nothing. How are you hobi?

I got to know you're called Hobi at home when I was at the hospital with your parents. They really worry about you. You now turn to me , reacting to the name perhaps. But don't say anything. You're gaze is wandering everywhere, it seems really odd.

Ji Rae : Oh ! Good. Thanks to me. I used to sit by him every day talking to him. He said it really helped him go through it. He could hear me! Right Hoseok baby?

'What the fuck..? That was..' A sound of confusion leaves my mouth.

Hoseok: Y- yeah.

You reply, still looking at me. But you aren't quite looking. It looks more like you are trying to hear me.

Yoon mi : Hobi?.. H- Hoseok?

You lean in closer, furrowing your eyebrows. Thinking hard. My breath hitches badly.

You.. You can't see.