We were heading back to the apartment now.  We were walking on a hill (that was somewhat familiar in my head). Yoseob said that this way was easier than the way that we had came from.  We stopped at the top of the hill and turned around, looking at the beautiful sunset.

“So beautiful…”

He most knew what I was talking about.

“Yeah…it is…”

I stared at him as he stared at the sunset.  He was adorable, a sense of child-likeness to him.  I really liked him.

“You…”

He looked at me, confused.

“Bwoh?”

I smiled.

“I really like you.  At first I thought that you were a creep, a weirdo, a , and about everything else, but now I like you.  You’re really cute and your voice is amazing.”

Yoseob stared at me, confused.

“Bwoh?”

I said, using my hands to make gestures,

“I LIKE YOU.”

He understood after a few more tries.  His eyes widened and a smile appeared on his lips.  He started cheering like crazy.

“HEY!!”

I turned around to see the familiar face.

“HEY CRISTI!!”

Cristi and B2ST were making their way to us.   Cristi was holding Junhyung and Dongwoon’s  hand and she seemed really happy about it.  Yoseob saw them and said, screaming,

“SHE LIKES ME NOW!”

We all stood at the top of the hill, discussing about what happened.   Cristi said, shaking her head,

“Fans…MY GOSH!!  They chased us forever and we just kept running.”

I laughed.

“Yeah.  Same here.  But then Yoseob sang to them and they left us alone.  His voice is beautiful.  I like him.”

Cristi said, her eyes widened,

“So you remember him?”

I shook my head.

“No.  But I like him.”

Yoseob came up to us and said, to me,

“I hope that you don’t forget me when you go back to America.  I hope that you remember that Yang Yoseob is Seoul.”

Yoseob leaned towards me and kissed me lightly on the cheeks.  My eyes widened.  I took a small step back and before I could say what I want to say, I fell backwards.

(Cristi POV)

No one saw it coming.  Even I didn’t see it coming.  Like déjà vu, Patricia rolled down the hill.  We all began running down the hill, chasing after her.

“PATRICIA!!”

Yoseob was screaming her name as he got to her.  He had Patricia in his arms.  His expression was filled with nothing but worry.  I said, panting,

“Is she okay?”

He shrugged and said, slightly shaking Patricia,

“Patricia?  Gwen chan ah?”

Patricia groaned and opened her eyes slowly.  She said, touching her head,

“What just happened…?”

(Patricia POV)

The first face I saw when I opened my eyes were Yoseob.  My heart began pounding against my chest.  I said, excitement in my voice,

“YOSEOB!”

I sat up too quick and bumped my head onto Yoseob’s.  He fell back and I said, worried,

“OMO!!  MIANHE!”

Yoseob rubbed his forehead as he stared at me.  They all were staring at me, confused and slightly curious.  I frowned at them.

“Why’re you guys staring at me?”

Cristi said, hesitant,

“Do you remember Yoseob now?”

I frowned.

“What do you mean by that?  Of course I remember Yoseob.  I LOVE Yoseob.  Why wouldn’t I remember him?”

Cristi blinked a few times and said, still hesitant and careful,

“So…you don’t remember what happened?”

I laughed.

“Of course I remember.  Zico’s beach house got burned then I got arrested.  Then you all came to my rescue.  Then you agreed on us staying in Seoul for one more day to spend with B2ST and on our way to their apartment, I tripped and fell down this hill.”

(Cristi POV)

I quickly translated what Patricia said into my phone and showed them all.  They all let out a sigh.  Well..isn’t she lucky to have forgotten about what happened…