3 days have passed and today, Yeo-Joo must return to her activities as before the accident. Go to school, do homework, hang out with friends maybe, oh, and that's if he has friends... that means close friends. As long as he woke up from the coma, none of his friends came to visit. Yeo-Joo didn't know the reason, maybe because they were too busy or maybe because they didn't know that she had woken up from the coma. He himself didn't really care about it. Lazy to think about it more precisely. Now Yeo-joo is like a blank sheet of white paper with no ink inside. It's like he was reborn.
"Yeo-Joo~ya, wake up, honey! It's morning!" His mother's voice called from outside the room.