BTS - LET GO BUT YOU'RE IN THE HOSPITAL LETTING YOUR LIFE GO. [[READ DESC]]

i do not own anything! only the edit. bts owns the song story: that was it— you were seconds closer to death. doctor kim said it himself, you'll die in minutes. your parents were devastated, but you were fine. the suffering you're currently into will end, you'll be forever gone. it was unsure if you will even be born at all, you had no physical body, no brain nor a name. you were just a simple red line in a pregnancy test — it wasn't determind if you will even live. a few months later, you were born. you were a blank slate. you're no one yet you're someone. it was sudden for you, to wake up in a place you don't know, you were clueless as you were just born. a child with a lot of life oppurtunities. a few years after you lived, you met a friend. the first friend you ever met. you two got along, but had small fights here and there. you were inseparable—even if you both met new friends. inseparable they say, until life happened. it was when around highschool, you've accidentally fought with someone unintentionally, it was the first time someone had openly hated you—you were shocked yet didn't care at the same time. though it's the start of the edgy years of your life, the teen life kind off, didn't have its edgy effect on you in a large scale. you always wore your hair into something presentable; [if female;] ponytails and such. but on the rarest days of your whole teenhood(?) you wore your hair down that day, and you were firstly thought as an attractive person, from a person around your age—someone who isn't your mother or your relatives. as you graduated highschool, you've went to college and took the course you've wanted ever-so dearly. also in college, you've met a person you took a liking to. they were taking medicine as their course, but you two texted and still were in contact. after a long time of friendship, [he/you] asked [you/her] out. and you both dated. your journy as an item with your s/o has been long, years, let's say. but it has sadly come to an end where he reasons, as you quote; "cannot focus on [his/her] dreams of becoming a successful doctor if you two were still together, as [his/her] attention from studying might be shifted to you instead." it broke you—you thought you had a future with [him/her], but sadly, it was just a fantasy after all. as it broke you to love once again, it drove you crazy; along with adulthood fxcking your head up and college, which you were yet to finish. you drunk a ton and you did a lot of things to make you feel more 'loved.' or something to make you feel 'fine.' but then you got sick. it was a mere fever; until you were diagnosed with a disease. a disease that was uncurable once it has spread onto your body. it was [type] cancer. it was a late diagnosis. it was then you knew; ex[boy/girlfriend] still loved you so. but, it wasn't a romantic kind anymore as [he/she] is getting married to another. you were eachother's first love—being invited to [his/her] marrige broke your heart so much, it felt like it shattered. you declined the offer. you wrote a letter back; "Hey, I can't make it, sadly, as I am diagnosed with [type] cancer. I wished I would, so I could see how much happier you've become. and I still love you—it's been years yet the feeling of being shattered felt like it was just yesterday. I will not make it, as far as I can see, so best wishes to you and your future one. congratulations." it was the last letter you wrote, as you cannot move now. a lot of machinery are now attatched to you; giving your lifespan a small boost. it was then this moment. where the flashbacks stopped. you smiled and said; "F- Father.. m- mo- mom.. farewell." as you closed your eyes.