YOO-MI’s POV
I don’t know what to do. What would I do for him? How do I help Jeonghan when I don’t even know what was his problem?
He’s always been the strong one. The one who doesn’t break. It was me, I was the one who’s always needing him. Could I be what he really needed? Was I the person he really needed this time?
“I love you Jeonghan, I love you.” I told him. I just keep repeating it, hoping he came back to me, hoping he knew I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.
By the time his breathing slowed and his body was no longer twitching with grief, he sucked a lungful of air and exhaled heavily.
“I’m sorry Yoo-Mi, I think you deserve to know what was happening.” He said. “Can you drive?” he asked and I nodded.
Josh taught me how to drive when he got his new car from his grandfather. He even helped me to get my driver’s license even though I didn’t have a car and I’m so thankful he insisted teaching me when I resisted.