Going to analysis almost everyday was making me so crazy and mentally drained, seeing blood and wearing those hospital coats was something i never imagined. One month ago, i got detected with skin cancer, it was so hard for me because i was completely alone. My whole family was in another country and being a singer made me have no friends, my bandmates were harsh and insufferable people that had been treating me like garbage since day one. All i have was my cat Henry, i was relieved at least my bandmates weren't completely heartless, because they take care of Henry when i don't, especially Jisung.

Today was my last night in the hospital because doctors wanted me to stay a few nights to do some analysis, i was glad i could afford them but inside me, i knew all this was a waste of time because at the end i'm gonna die of this disease, they said i have just three months left...

Arriving home, all i wish i could have after this was a good greeting or at least an smile from my bandmates but in the moment i opened the door, Chenle saw me while he was sitting in the living room and let out an exaggerated annoyed sigh.

"I thought we were finally free from you" Chenle complained and Jeno let out a chuckle.

I knew at any time i have to tell them the truth, the skin cancer is going to be notorious soon and i couldn't hide it from anyone. I felt so much anxiety for this, i was a famous singer, what would fans and people would think if i suddenly die for cancer? i knew i had to say it to everyone.

Mark was getting out of the kitchen and i knew it was the moment, he was the leader, he would know what to do, or at least i was wishing he would know. I approached him and when i opened my mouth to say something he shut me up.

"Whatever you are going to say to me, i don't care" Mark said firm and careless.