Daehyun grunted and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was how close your face was to his. He covered his mouth with his free hand and stared wide eyes at you. He didn't want to admit it, but the way the sun was shining down on you made you look even prettier than ever. **Wait, what am I thinking? Shouldn't I be thinking about that when I see HyeSun?**

He cleared his throat and that made you wake up. Daehyun quickly turned away from you. You gave a small yawn and you rubbed your eyes. When you were finally awake, you stopped moving and stared at Daehyun. You looked down and realized you were both still holding hands. You quickly let go, you were about to explain when you were interrupted.

“Sorry,” he said.

Your eyes widened from shock. **He actually said sorry to me…**

You cleared you throat and said, “I-It’s fine. I was just going to go anyways.” You got up and quietly left the room. You closed the door and you could feel your heart beating, ready to burst out from your body. Your face was getting warm and you pinched your cheeks.

“Sssss oww!” you groaned softly. “Defiantly not a dream,” you muttered. You looked back at Daehyun’s room and couldn’t help but smile.

Daehyun didn’t know what to say when you woke up. So he said the first thing that came to thought. The word ‘sorry’. **I am such an idiot** he groaned. He opened his eyes and thought back to when he was still holding your hand and you were sleeping next to him. He accidently smiled and he shook his head. He ruffled his hair in frustration. **I belong with HyeSun, not Han-ah! Get that right Daehyun, you’re taken…**

He sighed and stared at the ceiling. **How long is this going to last before I get things straight again?**

You were in the garden watering the plants again when you heard a loud thud. You quickly closed the hose and ran into the house. You saw Daehyun in the kitchen, and it appeared he is cooking, or was cooking. Daehyun looked at you and then looked down at the mess he had created.

“I-I was just trying to make something to eat,” he mumbled.

You couldn’t help but burst into a fit of giggles. “Shoo shoo,” you said. “Out of the kitchen, I’ll cook for you,” you said. Daehyun stood there and you had to push him out of the kitchen and into the kitchen dinner table. You cleaned up the mess Daehyun had created. Including the burnt chopsticks that he had used, but instead of throwing it away, you neatly put it into your pocket. You shook your head and smiled. You began to cook breakfast for Daehyun while humming. You decided to cook him pancakes, bacon, egg, and some orange juice. When you had finally finished, you put all the food onto the table.

“Bon appetite,” you said in French.

Daehyun took the fork and knife. He cut the pieces up and began to chew. You looked at this face, ready to take note to whether your cooking was good or not.

“H-How is it?” you asked him.

He shrugged but continued to eat. You bit the inside of your cheeks and quietly left the kitchen. You headed towards your room and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I don’t understand you,” you muttered. “One minute, you’re nice and you give me a genuine apology. Then you have you put back your poker face and you act like a jerk again.”

You dropped backwards onto the bed and sighed. “Why can’t you just tell me how you feel? It would make things easier…No, I must not give up! I am determined to get back his memories. Hwaiting Han-ah!”

You carefully took out the burnt chopsticks and smiled. You took a small box under your bed and took some old clothes. You put it on the bottom of the box to make a soft cushion. You carefully put the chopsticks in the box and smiled. **I’m going to start having a collection** you smiled. You closed the box and slid it under the bed. **What to do now?**

Suddenly, your phone rang and you checked to see who it was. HyeSun.

“Hello?” you said.

“Hello, Han-ah?” she said.

“Oh, hello HyeSun.”

“Yeah, is Daehyun okay?” she asked. “Is he eating? Sleeping?”

“He’s perfectly fine,” you said. **Besides the fact that he’s being a jerk**

“Oh alright,” she said. “…Well, I have to go. If you have any problems, just call me.”

“Alright, bye,” you said and hung up.

“There’s going to be a lot of problems between Daehyun and I. I just won’t be able to share it with you,” you muttered.