Empty (Punch sequel)

Part 3

Who did come? Who are you? The expression and face features wasn't clear.

Flashes

Beep... Beep...

I looked beside me, the lights were so bright that it hurt my eyes. I should move on and run, but my mind refused to hear me and my body froze. I stood in my place shocked by the look of the lights approaching me quickly)

Car!

End of flashes

"Minyoung! Minyoung!" She heard Jimin calling her. She hesitantly looked up. Tears formed in her eyes and she just threw her arms around him. Hugging him tightly. She didn't understand what she had just seen. She didn't know what that was.

The pain in her head was unbearable, but she was glad that Jimin was okay. So she kept it to herself, bearing it. She thought of going to the school's nurse once she got there.

She didn't know what she had just seen at all. It may have been something from her accident or just a bad dream she dreamed of.

But whether it was this or that, she didn't want to see it again. She was scared and terrified. She didn't want to know anymore.

"I'm okay. See. Everything is fine." Jimin kept murmuring near her ears. People were gathering around them, startled by the scream and the sudden cry and Jimin who almost got into an accident.

When the drive saw Jimin he took a turn away from him and cursed him for being reckless. Jimin apologized, bowing rapidly before running toward Minyoung whose eyes were closed tightly, hands on her ears and scream kept on coming out from her vocal cords.

When Minyoung calmed, she slapped Jimin's chest hard and kicked his shin. She turned and walked away from him. She was angry, so angry at him for scaring her like this.

Jimin sighed as he followed her, calling her name to make her stop and look at him but she didn't. "Minyoung... Wait a second. I'm sorry."

Minyoung stopped and turned back at him. As she was walking closer, Jimin clenched his body ready to get more hits from her but she didn't. She just stood in front of him, tears soaking her cheeks.

"I saw it. It felt like real yet I dreamed of it every day..." She said, her voice was low and shaking with fear. Jimin's eyes widened as he reached for her hands. "I thought the car would hit you too. What would I do then, idiot?" Minyoung snapped at him and he just pulled her in his arms.

This wasn't supposed to be like this. The fact that Minyoung might start to remember, freaked him. He hugged her tightly and patted her long and smooth hair.

When Minyoung calmed, the both of them walked in silence to her school. Jimin didn't lose his grip on her hands, even for a second. He kept holding them tightly to assure her that he was fine.

As they reached the school, Jimin smiled at Minyoung, wiping her face with his thumbs. "You look pretty." He said.

"I look mess and it's my first day. I cried a lot."

"Because you are a crybaby."

"Because you scared the hell out of me." She snapped at him and he looked apologized. She squeezed his hand once as she said with concern."Text me when you reach your school."

"I will." Jimin smiled, squeezing her hand back, before heading off running to his school.

Luckily, Minyoung still had ten minutes before the first period start. Jimin made sure she would go early so she would meet up with her teacher first to fill up the necessary applications and also so he could make it to his school before they close the fence.

She walked inside the school and asked for the teacher's office before heading inside the building. Both nervous and excitement revolved around her heart. With as extra shot of pain in the head and shaky hands from what had happened.

What did she see? She wasn't sure.

Unknowing to Minyoung and Jimin, there were two eyes watching them from far. The pain was shooting out of them and he couldn't help but clench his hands hard enough that blood left them.

Why would fate do that to him?

He was already starting to forget about her.

Why did she have to attend this school too? No matter how he wondered he never found an answer.

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Jungkook sighed as he took his seat at the back of the class, near the window. He couldn't believe what he saw in the morning.

He banged his head on his desk. He didn't know what he should do. Should he transfer school? Should he ignore her again and act cold?

But he couldn't do that. Whenever he saw her he felt his breath hitching and his heart softening. He couldn't act cold when he wanted to hold her so bad and telling her that she should remember him.

Because he never needed someone as much as he needed her.

But... If she remembered she would hate him. She hated him. And he knew she would never forgive him, no matter what.

He didn't know what he should do. He banged his head again, harder this time. A shot of pain ran in his head.

"Yah, do you wish to break this case of yours?" One of his classmate and the one he was close to him, Bambam said.

"If I kept on hitting my head, would I lose my memories?" Jungkook hissed.

"Probably." Bambam shrugged. His eyes widened when Jungkook kept on hitting his head rapidly on his desk.

He found it unfair that Minyoung was the only one who didn't remember him. Maybe if he also forgot about the past it would be easier for him to move on. Not feeling guilty or feeling sad. Maybe he would live a normal life.

Panicking, Bambam reached for Jungkook's head, stopping him from banging it anymore.

"Why did you stop me?" Jungkook groaned, observing Bambam's eyes growing wide open. "What's wrong? Had you seen a ghost?"

"B-blood." Bambam stuttered, pointing at Jungkook's forehead. "Yah, l-let's go to the nurse."

That's right.

After the accident, Jungkook somehow lost it. The sense of pain. He could sense it, but not as painful as it should be. The doctors said it was something psychic and that he wouldn't be able to sense things and he would lose it completely and gradually.

That was one of the reasons why he reached this level of competition because he was able to bear the pain. They also called him a beast for continuing the match till the end.

Jungkook reached for his forehead and touched the wet liquid. It was really a blood. "It's really blood. Tell the teacher that I went to the nurse." Jungkook sighed as he stood up and walking out of the class and heading toward the nurse's room.

When he reached it, he opened the door and found no one.

"Miss Kang." He called, but no one replied. "Nami!" He sighed one more time before sitting on the black chair with wheels, waiting for the nurse to come back.

He swung the teacher to the right and to the left until he slowly started to get dizzy. He stopped the chair by pinning his legs to the floor when he heard the door swing open. He wasn't looking at the direction of the door, he was looking up at the ceiling, staring at nothing.

"You came." Jungkook said. "Can you fix my--" when Jungkook looked away from the ceiling at the person who entered the room. His eyes widened and he felt the shortage of air. It was as if his lungs refused to move anymore.

She was there standing by the door. Her eyes were as wide as his. But soon that surprise expression turned into a bright smile.

The smile he had always loved to see on her.

To be continued...