Chapter Seventy-Eight: Emergency
PRESENT, 2020 (Tokyo) Fear. Pain. Terror. Helplessness. Desperation. As he ran out of all these emotions filling him in, Kyouhei Kurosaki stood at the waiting area, pacing back and forth as he continuously stared at the sliding doors of the operating room, as if looking at the doors would summon someone from inside to reassure him about Yuko's state. He was shaking. He looked down to his feet and up to the light that was now lit above the doors, and his heart was pounding all throughout the entire waiting time. He chewed on his thumb, taking deep breaths, sweating like crazy, and he kept saying a silent prayer inside his head, begging to make things okay. It had to be okay. He can never take it if things go bad. She had to be okay. Trying to talk himself into being optimistic and calm
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