Lunch had ended early, because I had gotten a really bad headache in the middle of it. My mother had brought me home and I wish I had passed out from the pain. It would’ve been better than riding with my mother. As soon as she slowed down in front of the house, I was ready to jump out of the car, regardless of how bad my head hurt and the constant little memories that keep making it difficult for me to focus.

“Eunjung, I assume you and San are fine.”

“Yes mother, we’re fine. May I go inside now, please?” I don’t think fine would be the word to use for Yoonsan and I at the moment but I needed tea or something right now because this headache was actually getting worse and the memories weren’t stopping.

“You better make sure that that girl is out of the picture because I wasn’t joking when I said that you will not go to college if anything happens. If your father and I are made fools, you will regret it.” I winced at the loudness of her voice but nodded my head.

“I understand.” And with that, I was out of the car and hurrying into the house. By the time I got inside, my head was pounding and the memory wasn’t just a little glimpse but an actual, actual memory. I could see and hear it.

‘Eonni, you make such a pretty bride!’ Little me exclaimed as an older girl wore a dress up bridal gown. ‘Ah, but Eunjungie, you’re much more prettier and smarter than eonni.’ The older girl cooed. I could feel her my head. ‘No! Eonni is the most smartest, prettiest girl in the WHOLE wide world!’ Little me spread her arms out to emphasize the statement. The older girl grinned. ‘Really? You think so, Eunjungie?’ Little me nodded her head. ‘I don’t think so, eonni. I know so!’ Little me cheered. ‘What do you think, Kyu-Kyu? Am I really the prettiest and smartest?’ The older girl turned to a boy who was younger than her but older than me. It was Moonkyu oppa. Little Moonkyu oppa looked up from the LEGOs that he was playing with and shook his head. ‘No.’ Little me stomped her foot, throwing a stuffed toy at him. ‘You’re wrong, oppa! Eonni is the smartest and prettiest.’ Little Moonkyu oppa threw the toy back, but purposely aimed bad to miss. ‘Yah! You almost knocked it down!’ The older girl stepped in as the mediator. ‘Now, now, let’s not fight.’ Little Moonkyu oppa and little me listened. Little me ran to the boy, wrapping arms around him in a tight hug. ‘Sorry oppa! I love you!’ Little Moonkyu oppa struggled, trying to get out of my grip but only ended up wrapping his arms around me. ‘It’s okay, Eunjungie. Let’s help eonni get ready for the wedding, okay? You’re going to be the maid of honor, right?’ Little me nodded her head excitedly. ‘Yes! And Junhyukie oppa is going to be the groom!’ ‘Ew! I don’t want hyung and noona getting married! That’s weird!’ The memory ended with the older girl laughing at little Moonkyu oppa and little me.

I groaned, clutching my head as the pain began to subside. I had ended up on the couch and I probably should’ve moved to my room, but the headache had drained me, worse than any other has. And I was trying to process the memory as well. It was hard to believe it when the doctor said I had an accident when I was younger that caused amnesia and it seemed that I still hadn’t fully retrieved my memories from that accident that happened when I was nine. I couldn’t even remember how bad the accident was or what the accident was. And I had no clue who the older girl was. I obviously knew her, since I called her eonni but who was she? And Moonkyu oppa knew her too.

“Ugh, first, I have a stupid marriage to worry about, and now, I have forgotten memories that are coming back and causing bad headaches. What else could go wrong?” I grumbled. I decided that the couch was nice enough for a nap and did just that, had a nap.

I was startled awake to what sounded like Sooyoung eonni yelling and it sounded like Yoonsan was the one being yelled at because I heard him trying to talk to her or, well, over her. I moved my head a little, to see if my head felt fine and when no pain came because of those small movements, I sat up, ready to move off of the couch and to see what was wrong.

“I can’t believe you even went to go and meet her! Why would you do that?! Are you stupid?” Sooyoung eonni scolded. What happened?

“Noona, it’s not what you think! I swear! I met up with her to cut ties. I wanted to tell her in person that I couldn’t be in her life like I was before.” Sooyoung eonni scoffed. I could feel the anger from where I was.

“Really? And that’s all it was? Then why did Nayoung call me telling me that you and Colette were kissing?!” What? I hurried into the kitchen, hoping that I heard wrong.

“What?” Yoonsan and Sooyoung eonni both turned to look at me, looking like two kids just caught stealing from the cookie jar. “You and Colette were kissing?” I turned to Yoonsan who had a guilty expression.

“Were you?” I hated how high and shaky my voice sounded but I was trying so hard not to cry right now. This was the pain I was scared of feeling. I thought I was going to die because of how excruciating the pain in my heart was.

“She kissed me but-“ That’s all I needed to hear. I hurried out of the kitchen, hoping that neither of them saw the tears that were beginning to fall. I was focusing too hard on not crying and trying to hold it in until I was in my room that I let out a scared scream when I felt someone grab my arm just as I reached the stairs.

“Eunjung, please, let me explain! It-are you crying?” I turned my head away from Yoonsan and pulled my arm away from him and tried to run up the stairs.

“No! Wait!” He stopped me again by grabbing my arm. “Eunjung, I’m so sorry but it isn’t what you think. Please, listen to me.”

“I’ve tried to listen, but now, I’m not so sure if I can anymore.” My voice sounded thick from the lump in my throat.

“No, Eunjung, please. It really isn’t what you think. I called Colette to meet up with me so I could tell her that her and I, it couldn’t be anymore. I wanted to tell her face to face because we’ve known each other for so long but when I told her, she got upset and tried talking me out of it. She thought that if she kissed me, it would change things. I tried to push her off but she was strong.” I couldn’t stop the laugh that I let out but the laugh sounded so hollow and sad.

“That sounds even more ridiculous then when I told you about her demanding we cancelled this.” By this point, the tears were falling and it felt hard to breathe.

“You don’t have to lie, Yoonsan. It’s okay if you want to take things farther with Colette but I just ask that you make sure it’s not in public and has no way of getting to my parents or yours. That’s all I ask.” I pleaded with him.

I got my arm out of his grip again and took a few steps up the stairs, but I felt him grab my arm again and try to stop me but either I was moving too fast or Yoonsan was a little too strong when trying to stop me because I felt myself get pulled back, almost falling. I heard Yoonsan let out a curse and walk up the stairs to possibly try and stop my fall. I tried to turn my body so I could maybe grab the rail with my other hand but I had been closer to Yoonsan than I thought because when I turned, I found his face close to mine and before either of us could do anything, my lips were on his. Talk about Korean drama moment. My stomach did so many flips, I thought I was going to throw up but it wasn’t a an unpleasant feeling. And then I realized, this was my first kiss. Yoonsan took my first kiss.

Author’s Point of View

When Yoonsan had asked Colette to meet up, he was annoyed at how happy she sounded. He didn’t feel any ounce of guilt, knowing that the only reason he called her was to cut ties. Yoonsan knew that if he wanted his and Eunjung’s relationship to get better, Colette couldn’t be around. He didn’t think that the meet up would go the way it did. When he was finally able to get a word in, Yoonsan told her that they couldn’t hang out like the way they did. He told her that it wasn’t appropriate for him, an engaged man, to go around with her. Colette was quick to talk him out of his decision. She then went on to say that him and her were meant to be. That Eunjung was standing in the way of them being together. Yoonsan didn’t like particularly like that. Yes, he had a crush on her when they had been in France but during the months him and Eunjung lived together, Yoonsan had grown feelings for Eunjung, more real than his feelings for Colette. It just took him a while to realize that. He hated how he was the one making Eunjung sad and he wanted to change that. Yoonsan was taken by surprise when Colette practically jumped across the table and grabbed his face, forcing them to kiss. Everyone in the café were looking at them when Yoonsan managed to push her off.

“You don’t know what you’re doing, San. I always get what I want, no matter what I have to do. You are making a big mistake.” Colette spat at him as he got up to leave the café.

“Stop being so dramatic. Now, I have a fiancée that I need to get home to and a relationship that I need to fix.” Yoonsan left quickly after that.

When he had gotten home, he had been pulled by Sooyoung into the kitchen. He caught a glimpse of Eunjung sleeping on the couch and he couldn’t help but smile until Sooyoung began yelling at him. He tried to explain to her, but she wasn’t having it. She then brought up the kiss and as he was about to try and explain to her, Eunjung had walked in. She had heard, he knew and he didn’t want that. At least, he wanted to be the one to tell her so he could explain. Yoonsan had quickly chased after her as soon as she ran out of the kitchen even though Sooyoung tried to stop him, saying she needed her space. Yoonsan had just wanted to explain to Eunjung what had happened, but he didn’t expect for them to kiss even if it was in the most cliché way possible. Not that he was complaining.

Eunjung’s Point of View

When I had realized that this was my first kiss, I quickly pushed Yoonsan away. We stared at each other for a moment, my face turning more and more red with every passing second.

“I uh, I need to, yeah.” I sprinted up the stairs and to my room, closing the door behind me. I touched my lips, still feeling like they were tingling. I could still feel Yoonsan’s lips on mine and my heart was beating so fast, I thought it was going to break out of my chest.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and quickly looked for Edward in my contacts. Once I found him, hit the phone icon, begging for him to pick up his phone.

“Ye-“

“We just kissed.” I frantically said, trying to even my breathing.

“What?”

“Edward, we kissed! I don’t, I’m so scared!”

“Okay, Eunjung, calm down and explain to me what happened. Kissed? Who did you kiss?” I took deep breaths, trying to calm down and once I felt a bit better, I went to explain what happened. I told him about what I heard Sooyoung eonni and Yoonsan talking about in the kitchen all the way to when we accidentally kissed.

“Holy…oh my…” Edward continued to talk incoherently.

“Yah! I was the one who was kissed! Why are you freaking out?! What do I do?! This is too stressful!” I cried out. This really was too stressful. Half of me was happy that Yoonsan and I kissed even if it was accidental but the other half, didn’t want to get my hopes up.