Rest in Peace

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"Shit, he's bleeding out." 

"He's really pale, and I barely feel a pulse." 

"Don't let go of his wound, you idiot!" 

"I'm going to faint. June's blood is on my hands." 

"It's his precious blood. Keep pressing hard!" 

June could hear his surroundings—from the frantic cries of his members to the sound of the hospital machinery. 

He could also smell the sterility of the room, but he couldn't seem to open his eyes nor say what he was feeling. 

'It fucking hurts,' he thought. 

June felt a cold hand grasp onto his, and he instantly recognized it as Minjun. He wanted to tighten his hand around the young teen's, but June couldn't find the strength to do so.

"Bro. I'm sorry. Please wake up. I'll tell you everything!" 

"Oh gosh, he's crying. June's crying!" Akira exclaimed.