Since half the world is watching this show, i decided to watch it too and write a small cliche story about it.
So, as the tittle and summary already spoiled the whole story, i won´t going to say much, juust tht the only name i got from the story is the main character´s name, Mr. Seong, this way, don´t expect to read a story full of details.
Hpe you enjoy it and good reading.
THE KOREAN HERO
The player found himself eliminated from the game as an ocean of bullets came upon him. He prepared himself for the pain, but it never came and before he realized, everything went black...
The man woke up to a white place. Above him, he could see a bright light and somewhere to his left, he heard after a minute an incessant annoying beep. There was something over his mouth and nose and before he closes his eyes again, he managed to see his arms full of wires and needles.
Suddenly, a wave of pain cursed trough his body, he felt like his head was going to explode and his mouth was dry as desert. ''W-water…water…'' he rasped, when soft hands supported his head, took whatever it was away from his face and brought water to his lips.
With difficult, Mr. Seong, the man in question opened his eyes again, however, the sight in front of him made his heart stop on his chest.
''You are awake Sir, that's good!'' the nurse, a woman around her 20´s smiled at him.
''I´m… I´m in heavens?'' he asked.
''What?''
''I´m in heavens?'' he asked again and the nurse frowned.
''Sir, if it's a joke…''
''No, no joke…'' he rasped, still in pain. ''I saw… I saw you died…'' he said above a whisper, but before the nurse could reply, another figure came, an old man, the doctor, who smiled at him.
''Patient 3456 regain conscious, Doctor.'' The nurse said professionally, but the doctor frowned.
''Don't treat the poor man as a number, Nurse Kang, he´s a human, like us,'' he started. ''Mr. Seong, welcome back, we are glad to see you awake, you are a miracle, you know? No many people took more than eight shots and survive to tell the tale.''
''If… I'm not dead…. What are you two doing here? I saw both of you dead…'' Mr. Seong start to get agitated, the pain grows, and he heard the EKG start to beep frenetically.
''Calm down Mr. Seong!'' the doctor placed a hand on his shoulder while the nurse administrates a few medications. ''No one is dead I can assure you, you are on a hospital, you have been unconscious for almost three months.''
''Three months?''
''Yes, three months, you also had two cardiac arrests, but apparently, someone up there likes you and decided to give you a second chance, what do you remember?'' the doctor asked.
''I… there was a playground, sort of?'' Mr. Seong blinked confused. ''I suppose they… we are playing children games… and shots… a lot of shots… screams… they are dying…''
''Do you remember the school?'' the doctor asked.
''The school…'' the patient whispered in confusion.
Little by little, pieces of the puzzle start to get together on Mr. Seong´s mind. He remembered been at the school, he was the janitor, and it was recess time for the children, they were playing, laughing and having lunch, when a masked man entered the school.
The world turned into slow motion, he heard the teacher scream and before the masked man aim his gun, the brave janitor positioned himself in front of him, receiving all the ten shows at once.
''You are a hero, Mr. Seong, you saved 67 children, including Nurse Kang´s brother, from been cruelly murder, that's why she have been taking great care of you since the first day you arrived.''
''Can feel legs… my legs…'' was everything he managed to say.
Alright, you calm down, I will call another nurse to help Miss Kang with you and then, we see what we can do, but for now, you need to rest.''
''I will be back in a few minutes with more medicine.'' The nurse nodded and left with the doctor.
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When Mr. Seong woke up again, he spot two old women and a man a few years younger than him sitting by his bedside. He smiled, happy to see his mother and best friend next to him. ''Eomma?'' he gasped and in response, his mother throw herself over him, crying for happiness and kissing him all over his face.
''You give us quite a fright old pal, its glad to have you back.'' His best friend patted his feet, but he didn't felt it.
''I missed you, eomma.'' The older man smiled weakly.
''I have missed you too, I thought I had lost you my son,'' Mrs. Seong caressed his head. ''You are a hero, all Korea learned about what you did for those children.'' She smiled, telling him about the story.
Indeed, when he asked to turn the TV, Mr. Seong was surprised to see his face on most of the news, as the reporters give the audience, updates from the janitor´s health. It had also been show that the masked man who shot him had been jailed and sentenced to death, after trying to kill children just for fun.
Over the course of the weeks, Mr. Seong got numerous visits; the school director, who was paying the hospital bills, came every day to know how he was doing, the teachers, Mr. Abu and Miss Jiyeong brought him a few snacks as well as 'Get Well Soon' cards and drawings from the children.
Still, all that care and best wishes, didn´t stop him from crying, when the doctor came to tell hm that he probably couldn´t walk anymore, since one of the bullets had damaged his spine.
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As days goes by, as Mr. Seong recovered, tubes, wires and needles had been taken away and occasionally, Nurse Kang pushed his wheelchair through the hospital corridors, telling him bad jokes and stories o try to cheer him up. He smiled, the doctor was right, she was taking good care of him, as a thanks for saving her brother that day.
Eventually, Mr. Seong told the doctor, Nurse Kang, his friend and even his mother about the vivid hallucination he had, they became scandalized of course, specially the young nurse, but in the end, she just smiled and patted his shoulder with affection.
''It was just a nightmare, Mr. Seaong, you´re safe, it was nothing, but a nightmare and we are more than glad to have you back with us.'' Nurse Kang said and he just smiled.
''Yeah, maybe you´re right kiddo.'' He said quietly.
With that, he decided that whatever he lived was real or not, he would take it as a second chance and swear he would make himself useful for the most of it.
END