(Yein's POV)
"Gotta go now guys, bye!" I say as I rush out of school, my hands full carrying plastic bags I've prepared for Jiyong.
I ring the doorbell, and the door secretly opens.
"ah, yein ah! you're here!" baby-faced man says as he fully opens the door.
I give him a smile as I walk in.
As I walk up the stairs, I turn around to see baby-faced man holding onto jiyong's mothers hands tightly.
"don't worry. he's not broken." I say softly.
Jiyong's mother looks at me, giving me a worried smile.
I turn back around, taking in a deep breath as I head towards the hallway, leading to Jiyong's room.
Okay, you can do this.
It's going to be fine.
I think of words to encourage me but find my lips shaking.
I slightly turn the knob, and hear a growl coming from the room.
I close my eyes.
1..
I turn the doorknob slightly more.
2....
I flash my eyes open
3!
Opening the door, I find Jiyong at his pouncing stance, about to attack.
As soon as he sees me, I put my hand in the air, pointing to him as I say firmly.
"Stay."
I close my eyes, ready for him to pounce, but it was silent.
I open my eyes, tilting my head to see him.
his body was still tense, yet he stayed still, staring at me with curious eyes.
I looked into his now soft brown eyes as he starts to sniff the air.
letting out a small breath of relief, I take a slow step towards him.
He tenses, his head snapping back in my direction.
I move a little closer, and he starts to snarl.
Slowly putting my hand out, I say:
"easy, jiyong ah...easy.."
As I get close enough to touch him, he moves away, growling.
"stay still." I say gently.
he stays still, but with his gaze still full of caution.
I pat his head.
I touch his rough, matted hair, smoothing it softly with the palm of my hands.
As I continue to pat him, he starts to lower his tension, his gaze softening as he stares at me with full focus.
I smile.
"you used to like me patting your head." I say, giving him an wrinkle eye smile.
He just stares at me, his expression blank and softer than it was before.
I take my hand off of his head, feeling sad that he doesn't even recognize me.
he really did lose his memory....
I think for a moment.
what caused this to happen?
As I think, i didn't realize Jiyong, nudging his head onto my arm.
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