A darkening light shone over the scene, slowly overtaking the glow of the day in favour of twilight, leaving everything a mystical dim orange.

From the basking glow of the coming night gleamed a silver flash as it glowed in place. A distracting sight- the gleaming glow- though it shone a new needed light on the scene in front of me.

Confused at the change of scenery I try to look around but find I can't move my head. Trying with all my strength I don't even move a muscle, literally.

Glancing around, I see the flicker of silver light ahead. Successfully focusing on the colour, I see it take shape into something resembling a gun.

Staring at it more I realised it was what it looked like, a real gun pointed near me. Seeing the firearm, I attempt to raise my arms over my face instinctively but again, my body refuses and remains frozen.

I attempt to close my eyes to look away but also fid myself unable to blink now. Why…? I was blinking a second ago!

Feeling panic rush through my head I try to yell out, yell for help, I feel my mouth is open, but my voice doesn't listen and stays silent, trapping me in my panic of… whatever is happening!

In my panicked frenzy my eyes dart around faster than I can take in my surrounds, seeing only the twilight colours of orange and yellow. But no matter where I look, my head still frozen in place, I still see the silver gleam of the gun.

Hesitantly, my eyes track back to it, its reflection of light being the only thing standing out once again capturing my attention.

Watching it glimmer, I realize that it… it wasn't pointed at… me…

Shifting to one end of it I see the shape of a person, blank with a small amount of red and white. A vibe of aggression resonating from the person. Aggression with… some thing else, I couldn't be sure, but it felt like fear. They were angry and afraid.

On the other end of the silver glow, was blue, A bright blue the colour of the sky. Searching the blue shape, I-

Started moving.

I feel my muscles tense as they move forward, I feel a slow pressure on my foot as a see my position change.

Moving… what's making me move…? Why am I even-

BANG!

Pain…

My chest… it feels like it… it's getting torn apart by a magpie.

I feel the pain shoot through my whole body, my arms, legs, my fingers all are in pain!

I wished I would drop unconscious from it, but I can't! It… happened to fast…

"This is what has happened"

Suddenly, I gained control of my body. Falling to my knees I grab my chest as I feel the pain stop. Confused, I slowly take my hand away, bracing myself for… nothing. I had… no blood on my hand.

But, it hurt so much…

"And it is your fault"

Staring at my hand I freeze, just now hearing the familiar voice… in front of me.

Taking longer than I should, I look up at who I dreaded to see. Sitting on the throne in front of me was the RFA renowned blonde founder. Rika.

Standing from her throne Rika makes her way down from where I sat on the ground.

I hate how I have to look up at her.

"It's your fault" She repeats.

Looking back, Rika turns to beside us, at he person lying on the ground, too much red to distinguish hair from blood. The colour staining their black sweater.

My eyes widen as I see them, frozen on the ground. I try to stand to run to them, but my legs don't move. I open my mouth to scream their name, but my voice doesn't work.

I try to move to them, but I stay in place, bot frozen… but… stuck.

I hear myself mumble their name… the words dripping to their floor as I force my eyes away, the smell of copper reaching my nose.

"I gave you an offer, a good offer of love and happiness" Crouching to my level, Rika sneered "and you declined"

Standing back up, she turned to the bleeding mess of red, sighing, and turning and looked behind me. Following her eyes, I saw another person, frozen as I was. They held the gleaming, silver gun, their appearance unrecognizable through their aura of anger and hatred.

"Saeyoung, Saeran," Rika started, looking back at me "the RFA, yourself… Everything that happens is now on your hands, Mel"

Turning around, I tried to call for her as she stepped away. As though somehow hearing my silent voice, she looked over her shoulder at me. She looked disgusted.

"I hope you are happy"

Sitting up on his bed, MC brought a fork to his mouth, eating the greens he had punctured with it.

Content, MC set the utensil onto the dish and placed it onto a space beside him. Looking over at the empty chair that Saeyoung had pulled up to him, he tried to imagine the red head running, now from danger, but casually. He had- eventually- convinced Saeyoung to stop moping around his room and go out for a run. Some would say how he convinced him to be cheating but, he didn't. He had said that if he kept sitting around, he would lose his muscle, then proceeding to pat the red heads stomach while noting that if he lost it, it would be harder for him to wrap an arm around his waist, pull him close and-

It got Saeyoung to leave very quickly to run, his face very red, yet determined. He would probably return drenched in sweat because, he brought no change of clothes, but he didn't care, as long as he was staying healthy.

Looking away from the chair, his face warmer than before, he grabbed his phone. Maybe someone was in the chatroom?

He hoped so, Saeyoung left an hour ago (An hour longer than he wanted but- he needed exercise) and no one else had come to visit him that day.

He turned on his phone.

There was the noise from the next room, Saeran's room, but… he couldn't do anything about that… It was mainly yelling, screaming and a vase breaking on a (His) wall.

It saddened him to hear Saeran going through such distress- and he wanted to visit him, hopefully talk to him about everything- but the doctor said he wasn't allowed to move around, at least for the next few days.

He entered the chatroom.

MC: Ah, hey-

ZEN: MC! You're awake!

MC: As I was saying, hello Zen. Lolol

ZEN: Ah, sorry;;

ZEN: Got excited to see you!

ZEN: *Smiling emoji*

Seeing the emoji, MC chuckled as Zen continued to talk. He had missed the emojis…

ZEN: Riht!

MC: Typo*

ZEN: Did you enjoy the salad me and Yoosung got you?

He glanced at the empty plastic container, small spots of ranch still on the inside.

Pulling it closer to himself, he snapped a picture of the container, the image automatically sending to the chatroom.

MC: *Posted image*

MC: It was good ^^

MC: I wasn't hungry when I woke up, so I just ate it now yumyumyum!

MC: By the way, how's Yoosung? You dragged him with you did you not?

ZEN: Glad you liked it. It's one my personal favorites ^^

ZEN: And Yoosung? Yoosung is… alright. He'skhkngvvuhse

MC: Zen?

ZEN: IT WAS TERRIBLE! I HATED EVERYMINUTE OF IT

ZEN: SO MUCH GREEN I"VE NEVER SEEN SO MUCH GREEN EXCEPT IN THE GRIDVA PLAINS IN LOLOL

MC: …?

MC: …Yoosung…?

MC: Why… are you at Zen's place?

ZEN: HE FORCED ME TO STAY. IT WAS DARK OUT. I CAN DEFEND MYSELF THO

ZEN: HE MADE ME EAT SEAWEED. HELP WAITZENI'MNOTDONETALKING!

ZEN: God… If I knew he'd be this irritating. I would have sent him out in the dark

ZEN: *Annoyed emoji*

ZEN: He stole my phone, lazy boy can't even find his own;;

"Ahem"

Glancing up from his phone, MC noticed Saeyoung leaning against the doorframe of the room, a small smile on his face.

Setting his phone down, forgetting about the chatroom, he started to speak but cut himself off as a smell his nose.

"Oh god… did you even shower after running?" Pinching his nose, he waved at the air in front of his face. "Smells worse than Zen…" He muttered.

"What was that?" Saeyoung asked.

"Nothing" MC replied.

Pushing himself off the wall, Saeyoung made his way over to MC. The brunette waved the air faster. "Do I smell that bad? It was just an hour run" Feeling his shirt stick to his chest, Saeyoung cringed.

"Yes, you do sadly" MC eyed him suspiciously. "Did you even change clothes…? Didn't you say Jumin gave you 400,000 Won? Buy some new ones. I've only seen you wear three outfits since I've known you"

Glancing away from MC, Saeyoung bit his lips. Moving his eyes, he looked back at the door behind him, seeing it open, he closed it.

Turning away from MC, Saeyoung looked to the door behind him. To MC's confusion, he stepped to and closed it. As it clicked shut, he turned back to MC. His cheeks a dusted red, he made his way to the side of the bed.

"MC" Saeyoung whispered, placing a hand the comforter.

Saeyoung standing over him, MC only watched in confusion as the red-head climbed onto the bed, the mattress creaking under the new weight. "MC-" He repeated. "-I went for my run and I'm wide awake now," Feeling something, MC turned to find his hand being held "I won't lose my muscles now- like you said, but… you said something else"

MC felt himself flush as he remembered what he was being reminded about; the words he used to convince Saeyoung to go for a run the first place.

"I think you said something about grabbing my waist-" Following his actions, MC eyes Saeyoung's hands as they placed themselves on his sides, not in a tight grip but enough to secure himself. "-pulling me close-" Climbing further onto the bed, Saeyoung seated himself on MC's legs. Pulling MC's waist, the brunette, whose face was completely red, complied and sat up. Saeyoung inched closer to him, their lips inches a part "I'm sure you then said something about-"

"Excuse me!"

Yelping, both Saeyoung and MC turned and looked behind them.

In the doorway was a woman in a blue uniform, short white hair tied back. She looked too young to have white hair from aging; and going from her red tinted eyes, he guessed she might be like Zen, albino.

Stepping into the room, MC noticed the tray on cups in one of her hands.

"Those who are not administrated into this hospital are not supposed to be on the beds- sir" Glaring at Saeyoung, she gestured for him to step onto the floor.

Looking away, Saeyoung hesitantly released his hold on MC and slowly climbed down. Once on the ground he scurried to a chair far from the nurse, his face now also flushed from being caught.

"Thank you…" She stated, setting the tray onto the desk next to MC, moving the brunette's phone away to make room "Now" She turned back to MC and Saeyoung, both stiffening under her eye "I ask you both to not do that again… While your treatment-" she pointed to MC "-is being payed for by Mr. Jumin Han- we would very much appreciate it if you didn't make needless messes"

Turning around, she picked up two cups from the tray "We have already had to sweep up two broken vases from the other patient Mr. Han signed in. The janitorial crew would enjoy not needing to add bodily fluids to their list"

Turning to each other briefly, they both nodded, hanging their hands after apologising.

Hearing the apology, the nurse smiled "Thank you for understanding. Now" She extended the smaller cup to MC "Swallow these"

MC looked at the cup weirdly before grabbing it, looking inside of it he saw three pills. He asked what they were.

"They're medication, after the incident this morning- and after informing Mr. Han, we've decided to give you these. They're to keep your blood pressure steady throughout the day"

Nodding, MC turned the tiny cup around in his hands, looking at it and the pills inside from all angles. A few seconds later he looked up at the nurse "Um… what exactly… happened this morning? I don't remember much of it…"

Sighing, she set the cup of most likely water back onto the tray and pulled a pad of paper and pen from her uniform. After writing something down, she flipped through the pages.

"1:49 am. Patient Mel-Cali's ECG monitor tipped us off that your heart rate rose to high levels. When the responding nurse came- he found your heart rate had reached 181 beats per minute, 140 over the normal heart rate of a sleeping person" She flipped a page "After your heart rate was brought back down, when questioned you said you 'had a bad dream'. After tests were done it was concluded our original thought that you went into cardiac arrest was disproven"

Turning the page, she jotted something down again "During the night after the incident, the surveying nurses continuously found another patient- Saeran Choi- looking into your room. Every time he was brought back his own room, only after the seventh time we found him did we consult his guardian Saeyoung Choi, and sedated him for the night"

Putting the note pad away she picked up and handed the cup of water to MC "You don't remember what happened?"

Taking a final look at the pills, he downed them, quickly washing them away with the water. The nurse took the empty cups.

"No… I only remember parts of my dream, nothing else"

Nodding, the woman took the tray and went to the door "Alright, thank you for telling me. We'll look into something for the memory loss"

As the nurse stepped out of the room, MC turned to Saeyoung. As he went to talk to the red head, they were once again interrupted by the nurse staring into the room, a tight smile on her face.

"And please remember what I said, the janitors don't need more work, there in also another patient on this floor and he needs the quiet. Thank you for your cooperation "

Watching her leave, Saeyoung and MC stared at the door, faces once again red.