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Minutes to Midnight

Bleed It Out

The Sickness

Down with the Sickness

Papercuts

New Divide

Rusted From The Rain

The Devil in I

The air in the hospital room was white and still—just like always.

But my heartbeat,
for the first time in years,
was just a little faster.

Four years.
Since the day he said, “I’m going to enroll in a five-year nursing high school,”
he had finally become a fifth-year student.

And today—
on the cusp of winter,
he was about to enter the year of his national licensing exam.

From beyond the door, that familiar rhythm echoed.

Knock, knock.

Still the same.
But just a little louder.
That sound alone spoke of how much he’d grown.

---

The door opened, and he smiled.

Taller than before,
his uniform now carried the shape of someone walking toward the future.

But his eyes hadn’t changed.
He looked straight into mine and said:

“I’m back. …I brought the national exam Pair Test.”

Tears welled up.
But I smiled quickly and replied:

“…Welcome back.
So, shall we try it? Let me see what four years of study looks like.”

---

Sheets spread across the desk.
The questions were tough—
but the time we spent solving them together was pure joy.

“This one—yeah, that’s the right choice. But the reasoning’s weak.”

“There! You caught it—of course you did.”

“Hmm… I’ve been studying for years, you know.”

He laughed, eyes narrowing.
Not out of pride or embarrassment—
but with the quiet color of reassurance.

---

“…Do you know how much it saved me
just knowing you were still here?”

His words made my heart tremble gently.

“And you…
You have no idea how much strength I drew
from watching you move forward.”

A brief silence.
Then we both laughed—at the same time.

---

☁️ I’m No Longer Just Someone Who Waits

I’m alive.
Not just breathing—
but living this time with my own will.

Every day, I reached toward the hope of “seeing you again.”

He’s no longer just someone I admire.
He’s someone I can stand beside—
and share dreams with.

Since that day,
I’ve always been the “brave one.”
Unseen, maybe.
But real.

---

✨ At the End of Reunion, a New Beginning

We circled the final answer on the last page of the Pair Test.

“…Isn’t that a perfect score?”

“Yeah. But I think, emotionally—this was a 100.”

---

“The future was uncertain.
But if I get to face questions with you again,
I’m not afraid anymore.
The small Pair Test we shared in this hospital
was the passing grade for something much bigger—our lives.”

Bleed It Out

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