Suga Fanfic | Just like that - I'm afraid of dying

I didn't want to have any regrets.
I wouldn't have developed any regrets anyway, but I didn't want to develop any regrets even if I died. I thought I wouldn't be able to die if I had any regrets, so I tried so hard. But why on earth are you...?

"Go, I want to rest."

"Yoongi, make sure to pack some food."

I hate the teacher who worries about me even until the moment I leave. Why does he worry about me? Why does he make my life regrettable? I turned over and covered myself with the blanket.

My head was in a state of confusion, as if a bomb had been placed inside it.
I had never felt like this before, and I was so scared that I would become so foolish that I would hesitate to die.

I got out of bed, pulled out the IV line, and left the hospital room.
And then I just went up the stairs to the rooftop and stood on the railing. Then a cool breeze blew as if it was going to take me away.

"..If I fall from here, will it hurt?"

Several faint footsteps could be heard from behind.
I could tell right away that the nurses had come looking for me because they knew I was missing, but I didn't want to go down.

Squeak-

"Patient!!!!"

The sound of the rooftop door opening was followed by the sound of several footsteps, and a nurse called out to me urgently. But what was important to me wasn't the nurse.

There can't be any. There's no way I could come here when I'm not the only patient. I closed my eyes and slowly turned my body back. Then I slowly opened my eyes...

That's...nonsense...

"Yoongi!!!!"

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"Mr. Kim, you're missing from patient room 302, the self-harming patient!!!!"

Nurse Kim's urgent words made me feel like the sky was falling. Where on earth did she go in that body?
I asked Namjoon to take care of the remaining treatment and ran to find Yoongi.

But nowhere was there a single strand of hair visible. There was nowhere. But there was still one place left unsearched.

A place I hate to even think about, the rooftop of this hospital.
There was no time to delay. The elevator had not even thought of coming up yet, so Seokjin ran like crazy up the stairs to the rooftop.

As I opened the rooftop door, I saw Yoongi standing precariously on the railing, slowly opening his eyes as if he had closed them. I ran over and shouted, “Yoongi… Min Yoongi!!”

That troublemaker is really annoying!

As I approached, Yoongi's eyes fluttered as he noticed me. It was as if he hadn't expected me to come. I quickly hugged Yoongi and got him down from the railing.

Yoon-gi, who had come down from the railing to the floor, clutched the hem of my gown tightly and cried in pain as before.