YiChen heard murmuring. He heard people talking but everywhere was still dark.
His eyes were still closed and heavy. The noise around was getting louder and clearer as he attempted opening his heavy eyes.
YiChen felt a sting of pain run through his head as light came into his view.
He saw strangers gathered around him. He was laying in bed. In a hospital bed precisely and these middle aged and old men and women were gathered around him, staring at him.
"Oh dear. He looks so beautiful" A middle aged lady said.
"Look at his eyes. So pretty. Is he even real?"
"Is he even a girl or a guy? How is this a guy? He's too pretty to be a guy"
"I wish he was my grandchildren. I would pamper him till he gets old!" An old lady added excitedly.
They were all adoring the person before them. Saying words that confused the recipient to a great extent.
YiChen heard words he understood. But he didn't understand why THEY WERE SAYING THOSE WORDS IN FRONT OF HIM!
To whom? He wondered as he stared at their strange faces.
"Who are you guys...?" YiChen managed to ask politely.
"Oh dear! His voice sounds so sweet like honey!" An old man exclaimed in adoration.
"I could listen to his voice all year and die in peace!" Another old woman added.
YiChen was beyond confused. What were these middle aged and old aged men and women dressed in hospital uniforms doing around him?
And why were they making such comments? Are they mocking him or something? Because he knew he was never the recipient of such words.
"Alright now let's leave the pretty patient to rest now" Another voice came from behind. A nurse broke through them and urged them back to their beds.
YiChen watched as they dispersed, still staring and smiling at him. He was confused. Pretty Patient? Who the F was that?
YiChen watched as a nurse walked up to him with another woman. The nurse ran some tests through him and said.
"He's finally awoken Madam. Your prayers were answered. It's a Miracle" The nurse expressed.
YiChen figured that he was in the hospital. He stared at his clothes and his environment. He for sure was in a hospital room.
The last thing he recalled was falling off a bridge. So he didn't die?
He was happy to know that he was still alive and now healing in a hospital.
But who was the woman the nurse was talking to? She seemed to be the one who saved him..
The nurse took the woman to the side and they talked for a while before the nurse left. The woman came to sit beside YiChen.
She smiled "How are you doing?"
YiChen could tell she wasn't Chinese. She didn't look Chinese and her Chinese wasn't natural that much.
"Who are you?" YiChen asked, but in Korean. He figured she was Korean. And with his excess love for K-pop and all, YiChen had learnt Korean. Although he wasn't a complete pro and fluent in it. He could still hold conversations.
The lady smiled "Oh you Can speak Korean too. That's nice"
The woman now spoke in Korea. She explained how she saw his body by the seashore and rushed him to the hospital.
"It's a miracle that you got better and woke up. You have even been unconscious for three years now..."
YiChen panicked "Three Years? How?"
She explained that she had some injury but is better now. "So don't worry. You're completely healed"
While YiChen tried digesting what the woman told him, he looked around the room. He had slept for three good years.
But he guessed It doesn't matter. As long as he was fine now.
He nodded "As long as I'm fine now"
YiChen was watching the nurse bring in a full-length mirror for one of the patients in the room.
And the mirror had passed in front of him.
YiChen stiffened as he caught sight of someone in the mirror. Someone he knew for sure wasn't him!
Immediately, he got out of bed.
"What's wrong?" The woman asked, confused and worried.
YiChen rushed towards the mirror as everyone stared at him, confused.
YiChen now stood in front of the mirror, staring at an unfamiliar image standing in front of him.
He touched his face. The person did the same. Pinched his face, the person did the same
He pulled his hair, the person did the same. YiChen was beyond confused.
The person standing before him wasn't the old him. Not the ugly, slightly chubby nerdy looking him.
But was Another person. A "tiny faced" pretty boy, with pretty eyes and blonde messy hair. One with a shockingly slim body and amazing figure. One was considered A PRETTY BOY INDEED.
YiChen was sure, the person standing at the other end of the mirror was by no means him!