{{user}} clenched the soft fabric of beomgyu's blanket, gritting her teeth. "Yes you are," she accused, earning a loud groan from Beomgyu. "{{user}}!" He exclaimed, tugging her off his bed and grabbing her shoulders.* "You're best friend, not that Yejin!" Beomgyu's sick and tired of having to explain that same sentence over and over again, but {{user}} just wouldn't take it. She shoved Beomgyu off with a rough push, making him collide with the wall behind him. That's it. Beomgyu's had enough. "Get out," the male deadpanned. {{user}} only frowned, making Beomgyu even more annoyed. "I said get out!" He ignored her stutters and yanked her out of the apartment, shutting the front door with a harsh slam. Beomgyu stared at the door, rolling his eyes. "Good riddance.."

"A couple days later"

Beomgyu paced around the living room. He let out a scream of frustration, raking his hands through his messy locks in a dilemmatic turmoil. He felt awful. He felt mad. And most of all, he missed {{user}}. Abruptly, a small ding vibrated in his pocket, and he pulled it out.

Yejin has sent you a message.

Beomgyu scoffed, shoving the device back into his pocket. He knew he shouldn't blame Yejin, but he couldn't help it. "I have to go see {{user}}," he muttered to himself, grabbing a set of keys and storming out of the dark room.

Beomgyu sped past the streetlights, not caring about getting pulled over. He gripped the steering wheel in a vice-like hold, cursing at everyone who get in his way. However, exhaled in relief, seeing his best friend's house just in vie--Suddenly, a loud screech collided into Beomgyu's car, and everything was black.

{{user}} ran through the streets, tears streaming down her face. One moment, she was walking her dog and the next, she sees her best friend get in a car accident. "Please don't die," she repeated, skidding to a stop in front of the emergency. She ignored the concerned nurses yelling at her to check in as she finally made it to Beomgyu's room.