Slowly, she shifted her eyes up, to look at Junhoe who gave her a look that said: I told you, it would be interesting.

"The one who is competing in the national boxing completion. He is tall and his hair always covers his forehead and he has this dangerous face, too handsome---"

"You are fangirling, Jimin." Junhoe cut her and she cleared her throat, her cheeks flushed pink.

"I don't like him, I never did. He has that face that no girl could resist, it's not my fault." She said, before looking at Minyoung. "He is scary, Minyoung."

"He is the same Jungkook who is playing innocent with you, Minyoung." Junhoe raised an eyebrow. "You are trusting the wrong guy."

Biting her lips, Minyoung could taste rust. "I don't understand. Jungkook hadn't known me when I met him..."

"You met him, again?" Jimin exclaimed, surprised.

Minyoung didn't reply. Everything around her was spinning and she felt dizzy as all the memories she made for the past three months ran in her mind like snaps.

Jungkook's expression when he first met her in the hospital.

Jungkook's sad eyes whenever he looked at her.

Jungkook's words to her and then.... She remembered the cup he signed for her. Now that she thought about it, she never told him about her name.

Yet once again, the day she met him at school, he called her by her name.

He knew her.... He knew who exactly she was and kept it all from her.

She felt stupid that she opened up to him and told him about her memory loss. He knew anyway, and played as if it was his first time listening to her story.

Jungkook..... Jeon Jungkook

It couldn't be true.

Her heart clenched in her chest, and she found it hard to catch a breath.

Minyoung stood up suddenly from her seat, leading the chair to grind against the floor. She didn't care if the whole café was looking at her now or that she was breathing so hard that she could barely she in front of her.

"Minyoung, are you okay?" She felt a hand on her shoulder, in which she swiped with a force.

"I'm leaving." She glared at Jimin and Junhoe, before turning around to leave. Walking to the door, she didn't make it till the end as Junhoe grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"Don't touch me." She snapped, pulling her arm away, glaring at him.

"She still has a lot to say."

Minyoung looked at Jimin, who was blinking at her direction. She may be scared of her sudden outburst and panic attack. Minyoung shook her head, before looking at Junhoe.

"I heard enough." Minyoung spat. "I don't even know why I should believe you."

Junhoe pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and reached it out to Minyoung. She stood still staring at it as if it was a drug. It looked like a paper that was cut out from a newspaper.

The paper was filled with letters and words and a huge bold style title that read: A group of High school student sat fire on..... The remaining of the sentence was hidden in the folds of the paper.

"She wasn't lying." Junhoe said, pushing the piece of article in her hand. "Read it. That's what happened to you."

"Why are you doing this?" She didn't think he was doing this out of a good deed. He wanted to destroy Jungkook, even if that would bring out a past that was buried with her lost memory.

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