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(Yein's POV)
I head to school happily, knowing that all my troubles have been cleared at the moment.
As I wait outside the school gates, I hum to myself waiting for Jiyong to come.
I can't wait to see him.
My heart pounded as I think of Jiyong.
***
*Ring Ring*
The bell rang.
As I stood alone, I take one last peek outside to see if he was there, the head into the school.
Maybe he went in early...
As I open the door to the class,
Jiyong wasn't there.
"yo, yein~~ " Daesung yells as he waves towards me.
I rush towards him, SeolA and Taeyang with him.
"have you seen jiyong?" I say.
"no. wae?" SeolA says.
I shake my head.
"no reason." I say as I take my seat.
maybe he's sick today... I say to reassure myself,
however my heart felt somehow heavy.
***
"hello? Yein?......YEIN!"
I snap out of my thoughts to find SeolA looking at me worried.
"Geez, can you not live with Jiyong even for a while?" she says teasingly.
I ponder for a moment.
"but...isn't it strange that he's not here today? I mean, he was fine yesterday..." I say gloomily.
"It's totally normal. maybe he's sick all of a sudden." Daesung says eating his bun.
"true. This idiot gets sick from crying over his sailor moon comics." Taeyang says calmly.
Daesung blushes a deep red as he tries to strangle Taeyang, but falls short of strength, ending up being sit on by Taeyang.
SeolA chuckles.
"If you're that worried, why don't you check if he's okay after school?" SeolA says.
I nod.
I feel a hand on my head.
"It's going to be alright." A sly voice says.
I look up to see Jong Suk, patting my head in comfort.
SeolA snarls.
"what are you doing here?" she says.
Jong Suk smiles.
"Am I not allowed to eat lunch with you guys?" he asks slyly.
SeolA glares at him as she grabs Taeyang's arm.
"yes, you can't. Shoo him off, Taeyang ah." she says tugging on his arm.
he doesn't reply.
We all look over at Taeyang to see him blushing.
As SeolA sees this, she blushes as well.
"w-wha" SeolA stammers, but taeyang stands up, rushing off to the door of the rooftop.
Regaining herself, SeolA stands up, and follows Taeyang.
We all smile, knowing what's about to happen next.
***
I stand in front of the door of jiyong's house.
I ring the doorbell, looking at the bag of medicine I brought in case he was sick.
the door slightly opens, and baby-faced man appears at the door, looking around cautiously.
As he sees me, he opens the door, heaving out a big sigh.
"Ah, it's you yein.." he says.
I nod, wondering why he was acting so suspiciously.
"hello, um...may I enter?"
he looks at me sadly.
"yein ah, I don't think you want to see Jiyong right now..."
My heart sunk.
"why? is he that sick? if he is, I brought medicine-"
"No, it's not that...it's just...today's not a good time.." he says rubbing the back of his neck.
I felt uneasy now, as he says these words.
"..please, let me in." I say.
he looks at me, then moves aside, letting me in."
the house was quite.
"follow me." he says as we slowly walk up the stairs.
As I take each step, my heart grew more heavy.
"...yein ah?" he says silently.
"...ne?" I reply back.
He stops.
"..maybe...you can help.." he says almost too silently for me to hear.
As he starts walking again, I couldn't help but start to feel a bit scared.
we walked the hallways, and as we approached his room, jiyong's mother was sitting in a corner, crying.
As she sees us, she rushes towards his side, crinkling his clothes.
"what do we do? I don't understand what happened..." she sobs.
I watch as baby-faced man calmly holds her, tucking her in his arms.
As I watch this, my heart dropped.
I rush towards his room, opening the door.
"no, yein-"
I froze.
The room, that we studied in, was torn apart in a big mess, almost hard for me to recognize.
the windows were open, and the ripped up curtains swayed softly to the wind.
my heart started beating wildly, but it wasn't because of the mess I've seen.
It was the big figure, in the middle of the room, staring at the window.
I take a small step forward, my hands shaking as I hold onto the door.
"...jiyong ah?" I say.
As soon as I call his name, a head snaps towards me, growling deeply.
I froze as our eyes matched.
He was staring at me wildly, almost as if he was
a wolf.
My legs were numb as I watch him staring at me, crouching down as he slowly approaches me.
"...Jiyong ah...." I say softly, but it seems like my words pierce through him, his growls getting louder as he springs slightly back.
my body was stuck to the ground.
I knew he was about to attack, but I couldn't do a thing.
I watch and almost as if it were in slow motion, he attacks, jumping into the air. I close my eyes, but find my body being ripped off the ground as Baby-faced man pulls me away from the door, closing the door rapidly behind him.
I finally breathe, realizing I've been holding in my breath the whole time.
I watch as he stays close to the door, the sounds of clawing and snarls echoing through the hallway.
"he's going back to the way he was before." Jiyong's mother says.
I look at her, her face as pale as I was.
"he forgot everything...he...doesn't even remember his own mother..." she says as she sobs again, hiding her face into her hands.
I stay on the floor, finally regaining my breath.
baby-faced man approaches me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"we can't fix this..." he says sobbing.
"we can't even ask for help.." he says holding onto the hands of Jiyong's mother.
As I watch them sobbing, I couldn't help but feel like sobbing myself,
but I knew sobbing wouldn't make any of this better.
" I can fix it."I say, my voice hoarse.
they both stare at me.
I stand up, my legs still jiggly, but regaining strength.
"We'll start fresh again." I say, walking back towards the door.
"Yein ah, it's dangerous...he doesn't even remember us.." they say, but I continue.
"if he can't remember us with his memories.." I say, slowly reaching my hands forward.
"..we'll make new ones." I say, slowly pulling the doorknob once more.
As I open the door, I find Jiyong staring at me, with his intense wild eyes.
I look down at him, matching his eyes but with a softer gaze.
As I take a small step forward, he tenses, but he tilts his head, curiously staring at me,
just like the first time we met.
I point my finger at Jiyong, keeping my eyes on him, without wavering.
As I put on a gentle smile, as I approach him even closer, saying the word that brought us closer.
"Stay."
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