"Where am I?" I stirred awake in an unfamiliar room, my head throbbing in pain as though it would crack any moment from now. Squinting, I checked out the surrounding. The room is loosely decorated with an arm chair by the bedside. Laced curtains hung loosely at the windows, stopping the sunlight from coming in too strong. The walls in the room are painted pearl white and only decorated with a single painting hanging right in front of the bed. A painting which heightened the feelings of loneliness depicted by the room. At any moment, it seemed like the lady in the painting would come alive, turn around with tears covering her face and grief about her loss. Her loss, that is great enough for her to drench herself in the rain all by herself, alone...

I don't know why, but this feeling seems so familiar as though I have experienced it myself...

"Don't be silly, that can't be me" I shook my head, wanting to laugh at my silliness, but I couldn't. Instead,  tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to flow out any time.

What's wrong with me? I don't know myself anymore. How can I cry without any reason? This is not me!

I stared down at my hands, then at the surrounding.

This room, this wall, this painting, I don't know them, not at all. What am I doing here?

It was at that moment, that I realised the IV drip hanging by my bedside, with the end attached on the back of my hand. Instinctively, I reached for the red call button. 

I need to know why I am here, immediately.

"Oh, good to see you awake miss! I'll be calling in the doctor to check on you. Just let me check your vitals... How are you feeling at the moment?" The lady dressed in white spoke with a smile that warmed my cold, lonely heart...

"What am I doing here?" The piercing headache struck again as I tried to remember the events that led me here. I hugged my head tightly, only realising now that my forehead is wrapped with bandage. "My head...h...uurr...tts" I struggled to even piece the word together.

"Ahh your head should be hurting, since the anaesthesia have worn off. You're lucky to be alive though, I seldom see anyone survive with that much bleeding from the head! Must be your strong willpower," she said, her smile even reflected from her eyes. Just then the doctor walked in and her attention was diverted to reporting my vitals.

I don't remember at all. Bleeding? Why would I? How did I?

"Do you know where you are?" The doctor spoke his first words.

"Hospital?" I replied, almost confident though I know that the doctor can see the doubt from my eyes.

"That's right actually..." He nodded at my reply. "Do you know how you got here? Or even what is the last thing you remember?"

"Honestly... I don't," I replied truthfully, knowing that there is no use in hiding it from the doctor. "The last thing I remember is... Nothing." I was shocked at my own answer as well, but there was nothing else I could reply with because my mind is as blank as the pearl white wall would be without the lone painting.

"Nurse Min, please call upon the lady waiting outside for her, we would need to have a discussion on patient's condition" A frown is visible between the doctor's eyebrows.

Moments passed and the nurse walked in with a lady, whose features screamed elegance. Every step she took accentuated her figure. However, her face was consumed with worry as she walked towards me.

"I'm afraid the patient have lost her memory," the doctor started, "I believe it would be good to call upon her parents, Miss Ahn. Though you are her Guardian at this moment, you are not her family member... I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to discuss this fully with you..."

"Wheein ah..." Tears filled up her eyes as she spoke. "Tell me doctor, what is her condition now? Her parents treat me as their daughter, and I too, treat Wheein as my sister so tell me, is this temporary or forever?"

"I'm afraid no one would have that answer," sighed the doctor. "It's a miracle that she survived that amount of bleeding after being knocked down. There may be some reason as to why she can't remember anything, some say is their will to not remember... The duration of amnesia, I'm not sure about that either... Some patients can wake up the next day remembering everything from young till now, while others spent the rest of their lives making new memories each day instead of remembering their old ones. My advice would be to embark on the latter and if she does remember that could either be a blessing or a problem, but of another day. No matter what, the decision is on her."

Amnesia? Ahh, I'm suffering from amnesia... My name is Wheein... Jung Wheein. That I know. But who is this lady here? My sister? I'm an only child... Or did I remember wrongly?

As I dwelled upon my thoughts, the room was left with only me and Miss Ahn, whom at this moment I have no idea what her relationship with I was, neither could I remember her name.

"My dear Wheein-ie," she pulled me into an embrace and sobbed as though the world was falling onto her. As though she realised that I had no idea what to do with her actions, she asked, "do you not remember me ?"

"I'm sorry," I mouthed apologetically knowing that it would hurt her. 

"I'm Hyejin-ie," sincerity shone from her brown eyes. "We've know each other since middle school, we were so close, just like," she hesitated for a moment before she continued, "just like... Erm... Sisters..." At that, she handed me my phone and shone a reassuring smile at me. "Your phone, which has all your past memories," she continued, "It's okay if you find that there is no need to remember... Because we will make new ones together! You just need to know that you are Jung Wheein, and I am..."

"Hyejin-ie" I cut her off, because this name is so familiar I just had the urge to say it out. Then as though a movie was playing infront of me, I saw myself holding her hands and our feet sank into the sand with each step we took. Laughing at each word she said, that was one of the happiest days where we took tons of memorable photos together.

Her warm hands cupped my hands and spread warmth throughout my body. It snapped me out of my thoughts. "Wheein-ie, are you feeling alright? You seem lost in your thoughts..."

"I just remembered something..," unknowingly, a smile appeared across my face. "Hyejin-ie, I loved those days where we went to the beach... Can we do it again soon?" 

"Yes!" Hyejin readily agreed. "Does that mean that you remember everything now?" She was excited like a lioness before her food.

"Not all, but I think I remember how close we were..." I shone her a reassuring smile just like she did before. There I unlocked my phone, to see 50 messages from a sender named '나는 다시 태어나도 사랑하는 사람' (even if I reborn, the person that I will love) I clicked into reading the message content as I casually asked hyejin, "were you looking for me last night frantically?" The date of the messages showed that it was 12th.

"Last night?! Are you kidding me?" Hyejin's calm composure was replaced by her shocked expression, "Ahh, you probably don't know that you have been asleep for 5 days since the accident. Today is the 17th already my dear, but to answer your question, yes. In fact not just me, everyone is! Including Byulyi unnie, Yongsun unnie and CEO-nim" After answering to that, she inched closer towards me.

"What a cheesy name! Did you save that as me?" Hyejin asked as she peered towards the direction of my phone.

Is this person hyejin? Or do I have someone else that I love deeply? If I were to ask hyejin and it turns out not to be her, it would be hurtful... If I really would love this person when I'm reborn, I would definitely find her in my life again...right? And if not, she is probably not the one for me...right?

"Nevermind about it," I smiled in doubt as to who this saved person is. "I can't remember everything, I don't know the reason why... But if I can't find it you have already promised to make new ones with me, hyejin-ah! You can't back out now because I will remember this from now on!"

"Yes! That's a promise my love~" Hyejin planted a kiss on my cheek, the one with the dimple that she has always loved. I'm amazed at the rate that I'm remembering things now, once again I smiled to myself.

However, just at that moment a sudden wave of sadness overwhelmed me again as my heart started to hurt. It is hurting, as though a thousand knifes were piercing through it. Tears welled up in my eyes even though I'm comforted in the warm embrace that Hyejin held me in.

What exactly is wrong with me?

P.S. : Hi guys this is my first attempt at writing a story... Just a sudden thought that came into my mind while studying and listening to their song 따끔! Do share with me your thought on this... I kinda haven't plan out how the whole thing would end and who would end up with who yet, or even who is the person that Wheein loves >~< (actually I sort of have an idea who I want it to be but it is subjected to changes! Hehe)