As I saw my Mireu finally open his eyes, I clutched onto him tightly.

Finally, after 4 months, Mireu was finally out of a coma. It was all my fault. I shouldn't have done it. My decision led him into this mess.

I sobbed onto his blue hospital dress and held him tightly in my arms. As if he was going to fly away and go to heaven and leave me here. Alone.

"M-Mireu. Y-You're a-awake.", I managed to stutter out.

I looked up with my puffy eyes to see Mir still staring at the ceiling. He was awake, I was sure of it. 

Did the accident make him lose his hearing....his sight?

No, it was neither of those. It was somehow worse. Mir turned his head to look at me.

His gorgeous brown eyes fixed on my own. His delicate lips curled up into a weak smile.

He opened his mouth but no words came out. He closed his mouth.

He placed his fragile hand on mine which were now placed on his stomach.

What happened next completely shocked me. I didn't expect it.

My heart wasn't expecting this.

"Who're you?", he said.

I stared at him in disbelief.

Mir forgot who I was. Mir wasn't only in a coma.

Mir had amnesia too.

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Mir stared at me then looked at Joon who rushed in once he heard the news. His whole face lit up right away.

"Who're you? Are you my boyfriend?", he said while looking at Joon.

Joon's mouth hung open and then looked at me in complete shock.

"No, no. He is.", said Joon as he pointed to me.

"Him?", he asked.

"I don't like him. I like you.", Mir said pointing at Joon with a smile plastered on his face.

The same smile he used to always look at me with. Not Joon. Not anyone else.