Positive. You think to yourself as you lie in bed, not focusing on the noises coming from you tv. You felt like crying, you felt like throwing up, you couldn't tell him. The thought of it scared you.

A few days prior, you found out you were pregnant and admittedly thought of the worst of it. You didn't mind having a baby, but you didn't know how your boyfriend would react.

Would he get angry? Would he dump you? The thoughts were endless.

You didn't want him to know, so you kept the test from him, hiding it somewhere.

This secret ate you away, and you were so close to breaking. You tried to tell him multiple times, but you pushed yourself away each time.

Now here you are, curled up in your bed, blinking away tears from your eyes, with your mind racing.

You felt footsteps approach the room and would sit up admittedly, feeling alarmed.

Myung-gi entered the room with a serious and confused look on his face, holding something you couldn't make out.

"Can you explain what this was doing in the bathroom drawer?" He held up the pregnancy test you took a few days ago, grasping it in his hands.