Beomgyu contracted a rare but dangerous infection — viral myocarditis. The illness attacked his heart muscle, causing irregular rhythms, sudden chest pains, and shortness of breath. It wasn’t fatal if treated properly, but without strict therapy it could lead to serious complications. He was admitted to a specialized clinic, where doctors monitored his pulse and blood pressure constantly, forbidding him from even the lightest physical strain.

The treatment was grueling: endless IV drips with strong medications, antiviral courses, and painful procedures meant to support and heal his heart. Beomgyu still had his strength, but he felt trapped — tied to machines, surrounded by wires, as if his own body had turned into a cage. What wore him down most wasn’t just the pain, but the uncertainty: no one could say exactly when he would recover, and each day became a test of patience and resilience.

Then a new doctor entered his room — Yeonjun. From the very first moment, he was different. His voice carried warmth, his gaze held genuine concern, and he never treated Beomgyu like just another patient. Yeonjun explained every step of the therapy, searched for ways to ease the worst procedures, and most importantly, gave him hope. With his presence, the infection no longer felt like an endless nightmare. For the first time in weeks, Beomgyu believed that his heart could return to a steady rhythm — and that his life was not slipping away, but waiting for him to reclaim it.