One

Hospital has been always the place I visited most. Attempting to commit suicide, I did every dangerous thing I can think of.
I'm having a depression for so long. Yet, no one cares. But slowly, someone stepped into my life. And show me that I'm loved.
Am I loved?

[WARNING]
If you are uncomfortable with scene that contains blood or such, I suggest you to stop reading. Except if you are willing to accept the risk yourself.

May not be suitable for some people. So, if you decided to read this, take the risk yourself. Thank you.

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[Was choosen based on the votes of fellow readers as the next publish story.]