Chapter 1
“I can’t do it. I can’t save him.” I miserably sob into my hands.
“How many times?” My dad asks.
“I don’t know. Six maybe seven?” I reply.
“Somethings are meant to be. You can’t go back anymore. Look at your state. Not even I traveled that many times at your age.” He sighs.
“He looked really hurt.” I sniffle.
“He will be hurt when he sees how sick you are. Everyone breaks a few bones in their life.” My dad explains.
“But he’s a stranger. I hurt a stranger.” I panic.
“You was trying to stop him. You was doing good.” He rubs my back in a comforting way.
“T-the first time, he was sweet and kind. He won’t know who I am. I tried. I tried to make it so he would know me but not get hurt.” I sigh.
“You should go visit him.”
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“I have the strangest feeling that I know you.” The boy looks at me from the hospital bed.
“Oh, you do?” I ask.
“It’s like.... you saved me.... I don’t know. Haha! I probably hit my head.” He laughs.
“How are you feeling?” I smile at his melodic laugh.
“Nothing severe. Just a broken arm..... what’s your name?” He asks.
“Oh sorry. I’m Lee (Name), 9 years old. You?” I ask in return.
“Kim Taehyung.” He smiles.
I know.
“And I’m—”
9 years old.
“—9 years old too.”
“That’s nice. I hope you get better.” I say.
“Why don’t you stay? It’s a little lonely here and I have to wait for my mum to pick me up.” He exclaims.
“O-okay. I’ll go ask my dad. He’s waiting outside.” I nod before running to the front of the hospital.
“Of course. He needs someone to be with. Just ask the hospital to call me when you want to be picked up.” My dad claps his hands excitedly.
“Love you.” I hug him before going back inside.
“Taehyungie!” I squeal as I run to his room.
“(Name)! You can stay?” He asks with shimmering brown eyes.
I nod quickly.
“Yay!” He squirms around in the bed.
“So who was you visiting?” He asks after calming down.
“Oh I sometimes visit patients in the hospital so they’re not alone. So the nurses know me well.” I explain.
“So you’re not here for treatment? You look very ill. Don’t you want to go home?” He questions.
“Oh no. I’m just a little ill. I have a cold but it’ll go away.” I smile.
“Taehyung? Oh my baby! How have you been? I’m sorry I’m late. There was traffic but I got here as fast I can..... ooh and who’s this?” A woman runs in and kisses Taehyung repeatedly.
“Mum! Stoppppp!” He groans and I can’t help but to laugh.
“I’m Lee (Name). I saw your son looked lonely so I came to talk.” I tell her.
“Hello Miss. (Name). You’re very kind to my son. I hope he’s not been any trouble.” She pulls a face at him and he returns it.
“No trouble at all. I’ll let you two have some time alone. Bye Ms. Kim and bye Taehyungie.” I stand up to leave.
