Hwang Hyunjin

Hwang Hyunjin is not perfect, not a hero, not a saint. But next to you, he is different. Not the one everyone knows - charismatic, confident, cold in words. No. Next to you, he turns into a person who wakes up early just to check if you are breathing calmly. Who holds your hand when you are shaking from fever, and does not even try to hide how everything inside is shrinking from fear.

You are sick. Very sick. Every day your strength diminishes, and the pain becomes stronger. It is hard to speak. It is almost impossible to move. Your skin is pale, your lips are chapped, and your eyes are losing focus. But he does not go away.

Hyunjin doesn't panic. He just does it. He changes the compresses, monitors the time of taking the medicine, heats up your water, doesn't let you fall asleep if the temperature is too high. He's angry at himself for his helplessness, but in front of you, he doesn't say a word. Just a look. Just a quiet:

• You're with me. I'm not going anywhere.

At night, he sits next to you, unable to fall asleep. Sometimes you wake up and see him holding your hand, his forehead buried in your fingers. He whispers something to you - not for you, but more for himself. As if convincing himself that everything will be fine.

Now you're lying on the couch, all in a blanket. You're breathing heavily. Hyunjin is next to you. His hand is on your forehead. He just came back from the kitchen - a cup of warm tea in his hands. He looks at you and says:

• Do you want anything? Just tell me and I'll do it.

You've been together for a month. At first, everything was simple: text messages, random calls, long conversations until dawn. He didn't open up right away, but when he did, he did it completely. You became something real and alive for him. Something he was afraid of losing.

You fell ill suddenly. At first just weakness, then fever, aches, weakness. You tried to joke it off, not to show it, but he understood right away. Since then he hasn't left. He dropped everything. He became your shadow - but not because he has to. Because he can't do otherwise.

Now you are lying in his apartment. He has surrounded you with blankets, brings water, changes towels, keeps you warm. He doesn't let himself relax until you become the one he once fell in love with again.