The Demon
The Part 28

“Falling in love with you turned out to be wrong..”.

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Sohyun was silent alone in his nursery. He sat in the ward. His head bowed looking at his right leg in a thick cast.

He smiled looking at his current state.

Nothing good happened while he was in South Korea. Bad things kept coming at him.

Starting Sohyun almost died from inhaling cigarette smoke, dislocated his shoulder, knowing the facts about Doyoung's death and now his leg is back in the cast.

What else in the future will he face?

Will his life begin to be taken in the future?

*Tok, Tok

Sreek*

The white door opened wide. Sohyun looked over to see someone coming to see him.

The big smile was etched beautifully on her lips, even though she was hurt, but she had to smile in front of her mother.

Yes his mother and sister came to Korea to see him.

One of the teachers who came on that day directly contacted Sohyun's parents in the UK. Said that his daughter was in the hospital.

Sohyun had asked the school not to contact his parents when he experienced something bad.

However, his teacher who was too panicked to see Sohyun get hurt immediately contacted Sohyun's parents.

Sohyun spent four days in the hospital. From that day on, her mother and sister were in Korea.

“How are you doing?” ask the mother while putting the rongsen at Sohyun's feet on the nightstand.

“Lumayan, where is adek?”

“Home. Ahya since yesterday mom wants to ask who is the boy who lives in your house?”

Sohyun.

What would he answer?

In time he had to answer if the boy was his younger brother Jihoon.

“Is he still there?”

Madam Kim shook her head. He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Sohyun.

“Three days ago he left, he said his house had been repaired. Said he was gonna come snuggle you with his brother.”

Sohyun. His eyes looked at the mother's direction.

Black haired woman with orange end.

“What's up?”

“Come we go home!”

Sohyun's eyebrows clutched together in confusion.

“Ke apartment? Can you come home?”

Madam Kim shook her head while smiling sweetly. “Not, let's go home. In England.”

“Mom..” Sohyun looked at Madam Kim with both of his beads shaking in restraining tears.

“Momny has heard what happened to you all this time. Baby.” Madam Kim stroked Sohyun's hair. “Mommy can't let you linger around here anymore. Let's go home and bring Doyoung's ashes to England so we can meet him easily.”

“Mom?!” Call Sohyun with a raspy sura holding back the cry. “Let me pass here. Only four months left. Please.”

Silent.

There was no exchange of words after that.

Madam Kim nodded her head slowly. “But let mommy accompany you here until you graduate. Mommy can no longer leave you alone here.”

•••

“Heol daebak.” exclaimed Sungwon observing the face of the boy next to him.

The boy had a cute and handsome face, his hair was black, his eyes were beautiful and had double eyelids, his nose was pointed and the young man had a wide smile with his mouth space empty.

“I didn't know that you turned out to be his sister Sohyun noona.”

Plaques

The handsome young man hit Sungwon's head quite hard.

“YAKHHH!!”

Sungwon screamed in pain. He threw a deadly look at the young man next to him.

It turned out that the young man had the same strength as his brother.

The blow was painful.

“I'm three years older than you stupid.”

Sungwon clucked.

“Then I will call you Sunwoo oppa.”

The young man called his name immediately flashed a look of disdain at Sungwon.

What the fuck.

Oppa?

A boy?

Oh my god. Just be right.

Although Sunwoo grew up abroad, his parents taught him about Korean, even when he was home, he was obliged to speak South Korean.

“Yak!!! You should call me Hyung instead of Oppa, are you crazy?”

Sungwon rolled his eyes lazily. Why does everyone continue to dispute this.

Is calling oppa on the same sex wrong?

“What's the problem if I call you oppa?” ask Sungwon. “I just want to be different from others, at least if I die you will miss my call.”

“Weird basis.”

“Oppa only the weird.”

“YAKKHHHH!!! DISGUST!!!” Sunwoo got up from his seat, his legs retreated slightly away from Sungwon.

Sunwoo stayed away, leaving Sungwon in front of the mini market. Unceasingly his body shook considering how Sungwon called him ‘Oppa’.

Sungwon laughed even harder. He got up from his seat and ran after Sunwoo who started away from him.

“Sunwoo oppa, wait for me!!!”

“JIJIK JERK!!!”

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Sohyun sat on a long chair with white paint. Located in the middle of the hospital garden, and also accompanied by several butterflies flying around it.

Sohyun smiled slightly. Look at each patient around him.

They look happy with loved ones. Under no circumstances do loved ones stay with him.

There was a little envy in him. Why do the people Sohyun loves always leave him in his time of need?

This is not the first time Jihoon has stayed away from her when she needed the man next to her.

Jihoon always stayed away. Act as if Sohyun doesn't need it though.

Sohyun. His heart was breaking, and his eyes were starting to water.

But soon he wiped away the tears in his eyes.

Why could he be this cool? And why should he cry over demons like Jihoon?

“You're here apparently?”

Sohyun straightened his head as a heavy voice buzzed in his ears.

Woojin smiled broadly as they sat up. He moved closer and sat down next to Sohyun.

“I'm looking for you everywhere. And it turns out you're here.” Woojin said watching Sohyun. “What's here?”

“Inhaling air.”

Sohyun smiled bitterly.

Always like this.

When Sohyun needs Jihoon. But it was Woojin who came to see him.

“Serious?” woojin asked slightly lowered her head to look at Sohyun's face hidden behind a strand of black hair.

Sohyun just nodded.

“Sohyun-ah.”

“Heum.” Sohyun looked at Woojin with a confused expression.

“You already know?”

“About?”

“I killed Kim Doyoung.” Woojin said slowly. Very slowly, almost whispering.

Sohyun smiled and nodded his head. He seemed so hard to hide his disappointment.

“I know.”

“I'm sorry about that. That day I didn't realize for a few days, just as I realized I had news of a bus accident victim killing.”

“...”

“At that time, I was scared and hated. I was afraid that it would make my world instantly crumble and I hated myself for not being able to do anything and giving that burden to Jihoon.”

Woojin ducked down, his hands clinging to each other very tightly.

“Start two years ago until forever. Jihoon will be known as an assassin.” He then looked at Sohyun next to him. “A criminal act he never committed before.”

Sohyun grabs Woojin's palm grasping each other. He clasped his hand, and Sohyun smiled.

“...”

“If he could have caught Nakyung's attention, had he not come out that night, and had he never been angry.”

“...”

“If.”.

“It's okay.” Sohyun. She smiled sweetly hiding her disappointment.

Disappointed? Of course Sohyun felt very disappointed in Woojin.

Because of the young man's anger, his Doyoung died, and because of that young man Jihoon had to bear a heavy burden.

But constant disappointment and anger will not change everything that has happened.

Doyoung remains dead, the man will still not live again if Sohyun remains angry and disappointed in Woojin.

“You're not mad at me?” woojin asked confusedly. Sohyun shook his head in response.

“No. Anger will throw away my energy. And I must still have a lot of energy to quickly recover.”

Woojin smiled faintly. “I'm sorry.”

Sohyun smiled widely.

Forgiveness is a powerful way to keep things from changing.

There's no harm in forgiving even if you're hurt by it. The world will not be destroyed even if you forgive it.

•••

Slowly Sohyun walked down the hospital hallway using his cane.

Doctors have given her a wheelchair to ease her everywhere. But Sohyun refused and said he needed a cane more than a wheelchair.

For Sohyun wheelchair impressed make him like a patient who has severe injuries. His feet just sprained.

Sohyun's steps came to a standstill just like that as his manic caught a strapping silhouette standing in front of his nursery.

A handsome young man with his black mane hiding behind a black hoodie.

The boy looks like a statue. Just shut up and look blankly at the white door before him.

“Park Jihoon?!” Call Sohyun as he approaches.

The sound when from his staff resuscitated the young man. Jihoon turned towards Sohyun with a surprised face. Maybe he thought Sohyun was in his nursery.

“Why are you out?” ask Jihoon. His hand carrying a bouquet of flowers was hidden behind his body.

“You want to visit?” instead of answering the handsome young man's question, Sohyun instead threw a question.

And who would have thought that the question was directly taken by Jihoon.

Sohyun smiled slightly. “Why not enter and stay standing here if you want to visit?” ask her while opening the door of her nursery.

Sohyun had a little trouble opening the door because the two objects that were clamped in his fist disrupted his activity a little.

While Jihoon had been observing, he was eager to help Sohyun, touching Sohyun's shoulder and opening the door. But his hands were still in the air. Don't know if you should touch it or not.

Too awkward for him.

When the door opened. Sohyun went in first, then followed Jihoon behind him.

Sohyun sat cautiously on top of his ward. Put the two sticks next to the ward.

“What have you been hiding since?” sohyun asked for a moment to put down his wand.

Jihoon. His still-hiding hand slowly squeezed the bouquet of flowers.

Sohyun reached out his hand, as if asking for the thing that Jihoon had been hiding. “You bought it for me, right?” ask Sohyun.

Jihoon did not answer. He swallowed his mouth rough. Why was he suddenly this awkward in front of Sohyun?

“Am I wrong? Ah, for your fiancee huh?”

*deg

Pain*.

Sohyun stabbed him in the heart.

“I heard it all. Is she the woman I've met?” sohyun asked, his silent gaze never broke looking at Jihoon.

“Ya.”

“How long have you guys been engaged?” ask Sohyun.

“I'm sorry.”

Sohyun smiled. His eyes were teary and his heart was hurting.

Sohyun yelled and cursed at Jihoon. But, again he must remember that everything will be useless.

Everything has happened.

Sohyun distracted him. He opened the desk drawer next to his bed and took out Doyoung's smartphone.

“This.” Sohyun gave it to Jihoon. “I accidentally opened your dos and found it there.”

Jihoon reached out his hand, taking the thing from Sohyun's hand.

“Can I ask?”

“What?”

“Did you date me because you felt sorry for me?”

Jihoon quiet. Not answering.

Sohyun's question surprised him too much. Like a bomb thrown right at him and without preparation so that Jihoon could not avoid.

What should Jihoon answer?

His brain suddenly stopped working after getting an iru question. His mouth seemed to freeze, to move it felt so difficult for Jihoon.

“I understand.” Sohyun said as he ducked.

Her tears fell on her cheeks. He cried, for the umpteenth time. There was nothing he could do but cry. Being angry or hitting Jihoon will not change anything that has happened. Crying is the only way to vent the current frustration.

Although it looks sad but this is the way Sohyun chose to make his feelings comfortable.

“I want us to break up.” Upholding his head looked at Jihoon's face.

The young man put on his flat face. No one knew what Jihoon was feeling now.

Even after Sohyun said he wanted to break up with her. Jihoon remained flat, as if he had prepared himself to hear the statement, or he did already know and wanted them to end.

“Heum, if it wants you.” Jihoon.

Sohyun squeezed the end of his piayama. His pain is not playing.

After learning that Doyoung died, he was surprised by Jihoon who had a fiancee.

Why do people who love him always leave him? Is Sohyun not worthy of love?

Jihoon cleared his throat, taking out the bouquet of flowers he had been hiding from earlier. Gently place the bouquet of flowers on the nightstand.

“That's for you,” said Jihoon. After putting a bouquet of roses that have fifteen stalks.

Sohyun smiled bitterly. Fifteen sprigs of roses, it seems like Jihoon is really preparing himself for this.

“Can I ask one thing?”

Sohyun kept silent, letting Jihoon continue his sentence.

“Have you loved me?” ask Jihoon.

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lunglai's steps. Her tears kept on pouring down her cheeks. It flows like a waterfall.

Heart hurts.

Mencelos bemoaned her love story that ended unhappily.

Its fault. Surely mistakes.

From the beginning he was guilty.

Jihoon covered his face with one hand.

Sohyun's reply at the hospital deeply pierced his heart. Even he could not believe what Sohyun said.

“*Have you loved me?”

“What can my answer change everything?”

Jihoon quiet.

“If I answer yes, will this pain and suffering end?”

“...”

“Are you going to remain the Jihoon I knew when I answered yes?”

“I'm not sure.” replied Jihoon lowered his head.

“Park Jihoon, I want you to be with me. And we forget everything that happened.”

“...”

“Can we be together as if this incident never happened between the two of us?”

“You know I'm evil Kim Sohyun, and I have Lia as..” Jihoon's words suddenly came to a halt as he knew his sentence was starting to sound hurtful to Sohyun.

“I love you. Park Jihoon's. Even after I found out Doyoung died, I still loved you, and when I found out you were engaged to Lia I still loved you.”

“...”

“Can't you leave Lia to stay with me, hiks*?”

Jihoon's world was destroyed for the umpteenth time. He has lost a loved one to accept the one he does not love.

Sohyun loved her and that was a fact. All this time Jihoon only thought of his fantasies if Sohyun never loved him and only loved Kim Doyoung.

Jihoon roared even louder. Hit her aching chest.

Too many butterflies fly and make it difficult to breathe.

No matter it becomes a spectacle of people running around it. Jihoon was already unable to bear the pain he received tonight.

“Falling in love with you turned out to be wrong... I shouldn't have loved you that day. Park Jihoon.”