Jin's POV

A lot of people were crying over my state and fate. My parents, members of the band, Jackson when I told him about everything, ever manager shared a tear but none of those tears have moved me like Vitoria's tears did. I could feel her honesty. She didn't cry because it was the right thing to do or because it was sad situation. She really cares about me. I'm total stranger to her and she still cares.

Attention that she paid to looking at my results showed how involved she was.

The joy that overflowed her smile at the news of rehabilitation and my possible recovery and that stubbornness in the words "it's on me to make sure you get better quickly" filled me with desire to exercise and hope that it really can be ok.

I don't know why but I can feel that I can be back on my feet and get back together with Victoria by my side.

That girl is like my private sun, guardian angel, "good advice" auntie, support, refuge, anchor. And the list goes on. How did survive last year without her?

At first I wanted to keep her on distance but it wasn't possible, she was everywhere. When she was sleeping in the hospital with her arm cut I was thinking a lot about that situation. I was looking for pros and cons. However boy's words saying everything she did she did with care and them saying how great she is made a decision. I decided to risk and get closer to her. I don't regret. It's real luck to have a friend like her. The proof of my opening at her and my trust for her is that I showed her my test's results which I didn't do to Jackson.

I think I'm starting to understand what Victoria meant when she said we can't let feelings get involved. It's too late. I already have feelings for her which I can't name right now.

**********

-Good job Jin. Keep it up. Hold on a little longer – my physiotherapist was cheering me.

Today, after a long break, I got back to exercise. I'm gonna pass out. Guy is putting me through the winger. We are working out for over an hour now. I'm sweating my ass off. I'm tired and feel achy all over. I won't be able to move tomorrow.

-That's it – he says and leaves my leg – You did well.

-Thank you. I'm doing my best.

I got up from a couch I was lying on. It was very uncomfortable. It hurts a bit when I stand on once broken leg and that's why I wobble. Physiotherapist helps me to get to the changing room where Jackson is waiting for me. We say goodbye and I stay with my friend.

-How was it? – Jackson asks

-Hard – I sit on a bench effete.

Jackson pulls a water bottle from my bag and hand it to me.

-Thanks.

We went out of hospital after I got a shower. It's Friday, a few minutes after 6pm. The weather is nice, I can feel summer is on its way.

-What are you going to do today? – my friend asks

-Nothing, I guess.

-Can I walk you home and stay for a while? We haven't had time for each other recently.

-Sure – I say and smile.

He's right. I've been spending more time with Victoria lately rather than with him. He must feel neglected. Oh! I just remembered I need to text her I finished my exercise session. I'll do it when I get home.

We walk into my flat which is crazy quiet.

-Boys are off to their hometowns probably – I say.

We go to my room as always. I lay down the bed. Jackson goes to the kitchen when I pull phone and text Victoria.

I'm home. Super tired and achy. I was doing my best. You can be proud  :-)

Jackson is back with two glasses and orange juice in his hands.

-How are things with Victoria? – he asks sitting on the chair opposite the desk.

-It's good. She's a great girl. She supports me a lot.

-I feel threatened. – he winks – She'll take my "friend" place.

-Don't worry, you'll always be my number one friend. – I assure him – What about you and Kaya?

-She said yes to be my girlfriend – he says all happy.

-Awesome! Why didn't you say anything?

-Because it happened last night.

- Aaaah...

We were talking about everything till late at night what made Jackson stay at mine and we fell asleep on my uncomfortable bed.

Viktoria's POV

I'm on my way to visit my friend from high school – Eliza who studies physiotherapy. Jin started rehabilitation today so need to ask her a few questions if I want to help him as promised.

I'm standing in front of block of flats when I feel my phone vibrating. It's a text from Jin.

I'm home. Super tired and achy. I was doing my best. You can be proud :-)

I'm smiling to phone like stupid.

Poor you. Take a hot bath and you'll be like brand new. I'm proud of you and always will. I believe in you :-)

I text him back quickly, hide my phone and ring the doorbell.

Why does she live at fifth floor? I'm scared of lifts so I'm taking stairs. One more floor.

I'm out of breath when in front of her door.

-Why didn't you take lift? – she asks.

I gave her a "you really don't know?" look and came into her flat.

-So what's up? We haven't seen each other for so long – says Eliza putting tea and cookies on a table.

-Not much changed. I need to ask you about something from your occupation.

-My occupation? – she glances at me – I'm all ears. I hope I'll be able to help.

For the next hour we talked about Jin's leg. At first Eliza gave me a lecture from anatomy and physiology of the lower limb. As if I didn't know that. Then she showed me some exercises and explained how to do it.

-You said he used to dance a lot in a past. Dancing is good kind of rehabilitation as well – she added – Not fast and hard choreography but something slow. Like when you'll learning steps. Every move make our muscles work.

-You say dancing? – I scratched my chin thinking. I think I've got a plan.