”I’m sorry, but you’ll only have a couple more weeks left to live.”

Those words rang in your head constantly like an annoying alarm. How was this even possible? When had this even start developing? What if you don’t even live to see tomorrow? Questions constantly flooded your mind.

Trying to keep your composure, you thank your doctor and walk out the clinic. This was all so devastating. A brain tumor? How did this even happen? You were relatively healthy. Everything just felt so unreal now. You tried to distract yourself by looking around the city. The scenery was why you moved here in the first place. Seoul was beautiful. And it never failed to amaze you everywhere you look. But as you walk through the streets, everything was all muffled. The only sound you could hear was your heels hitting the ground with every step you took.

When you finally made it back to your apartment, all you could do was lay in your bed and stare at the wall. You lived a life of many regrets. You had many dreams still yet to be fulfilled. One mainly being to fall in love. Sure you’ve dated here and there, but you’re not sure if you’d even call it love.

That night, all you could do was toss and turn. You barely got any sleep.

The next morning though, felt off. But you just couldn’t put your finger on it. You stumbled into the bathroom and sleepily brushed your teeth as you got ready for work. You tried your best to revert back to your normal life. Slipping on your heels, you made it to the kitchen to grab your toast that was ready to be eaten. As you take a bite, you’re met with a man sitting across from you. You help out in surprise as your piece of toast falls to the ground.