[Yoosung isn't thinking so far ahead as the future, as being fixed and set right... as of this moment in time, surviving day to day without hope or expectations is how he's learned to live. He's focused on what's in front of him. That doesn't mean he's giving up, but for now, believing in the others is far from his mind. After all, if he'd believed Seven would rescue him, wouldn't he be feeling even more despair right now? If anything, the dead should be figuring out what they can do for the living. What does "the other side of the school" mean... it's a mystery that needs to be solved.

Yoosung's headache is worse too. His eyes are sore, but have stopped leaking... he's used up all the tears that he had for today. But even though more has left his body than entered it, he feels a little less empty now. That's something.]

I'm beat.... but yeah, sort of. It was good getting that off my chest. I never thought I'd be telling someone about it.

[He'd either die or it would go without saying from the disfigurement he'd eventually wind up with. Maybe he'd write his last thoughts in a journal so she'd find them, thoughts of love. But life and death had other plans.]