Putting on his headphones and adjusting the side straps, he watches as one of his coworkers begins to countdown with her fingers.

She signals and points at Jinyoung as the ‘air’ sign on the wall lights up red. Pulling down his microphone in front of him slightly he greets his listeners.

“Good evening my fellow listeners and welcome to Midnight Kiss Radio. This is your daily radio DJ Park where I’ll be bringing you my latest slow songs collection to help you get through the night. As well as giving my honest opinion and love advice to those who seek them. As usual, I’ll be on air from 22:10 to 0:00 KST every weekday.” Eyes scanning down his typed out noted, and highlighted the outline of his radio talk show today he taps his index finger on the thing he was looking for gently. “The first song I have for you today is ‘Do you feel like you have no one to turn to?’ by YAYYOUNG.” With that, the person in charge of the controls turns off Jinyoung's microphone. A song slowly begins to play and Jinyoung could hear it through his headphones. Pulling the right side of his headphones off his ear by sliding it back a little he continues to scan his packet. Today's radio show consisted of five guests: Once_Jihyo, Tea, 01got16, Kim_kim, and Mr. 93. These were the username the guest had used when filling out the application for the chance to be on the radio show.

Park Jinyoung, 25 years old, has been a radio DJ ever since he was fresh out of college. With a degree in broadcast journalism and communications, you could say this was his dream job. He didn't mind working at night, he quite liked the calm pace at work and the quiet night of Seoul. After carefully reading the outline he sets his packet down on the table. Sliding the right side of the headphone back on his ear he waits for his coworker to signal him back on the air.

Jinyoung was already an hour and fifteen minutes into his radio show. He smiles and laughs warm-heartedly as he hears guest number four, Kim_Kim, thanked him for giving her love advice. “Miss Kim_Kim, please, no need to thank me. I hope the advice I gave you helped. Remember to love yourself first. Give yourself some time to focus on yourself. It's okay to spend some time apart from your lover just to be by yourself and recharge. One needs their alone time once in awhile.”

“Yes DJ Park! I will definitely remember the advice you gave me!” Kim_Kim, a twenty-one-year-old female says through her call. Jinyoung received a hand motion to wrap up his talk with his fourth guest as the last caller was on the other line waiting for their turn.

“Unfortunately, Miss Kim_Kim that's all the time I have with you. My last guest is waiting for me on the other line.” He apologizes as Kim_Kim thanks him once more before ending the call. Picking up his paper packet he scans the name of his last guest: Mr. 93. Nodding his head to his coworker in control of the equipment he was ready to begin.

“Alright, my listeners that was Miss Kim_Kim my fourth guest of the night. The next and last guest I have for us tonight goes by the username Mr. 93. “Mr.93?” Jinyoung calls waiting for a response on the other line.

“Oh….uh...yes. I’m here.” Mr. 93 says awkwardly through the line drawing out a light chuckle from Jinyoung.

“So Mr. 93 tell us a little about your love trouble. Let’s see if I can help.”

There was a slight shuffle noise as it seems Mr. 93 was moving his phone around. Then his voice was heard once more as he cleared his throat.

“Um...okay.”

Chuckling again as Jinyoung covers his mouth with his hands he hears a faint scream coming from the glass window showcasing outside. For a late night radio show, Jinyoung was flabbergasted the first time he saw his ‘fans’ standing outside the glass window to watch his radio show live. Jinyoung wasn’t famous like those Korean Kpop idols, but he somehow managed to snag some fans. Who found him ‘handsome’ and ‘good-looking’. His boss was more than thrilled at the views for their radio shows overall skyrocketed.

“You’re not much of a talker are you Mr. 93?” Jinyoung accuses teasingly.

“That’s what my friends tell me.” Mr. 93 responds sheepishly, probably embarrassed for being found out so easily.

“So let’s begin shall we?” Jinyoung had no time to waste as the radio show was going to end in forty minutes.

“Oh, yes,” Mr. 93 answers, clearly startled by the change of topic, “I think I have to start from the very beginning for any of this to make sense.”

Nodding his head slowly in understanding Jinyoung leans into the microphone slightly, “Of course, start from the beginning please.”

“This story takes place fours years ago.”

“How old were you four years ago?” Jinyoung interrupts asking the questions his listeners probably wants to know as well. 
“I was in my last year of college so I was twenty-two years old.”

“So you’re twenty-six years old now. Oh, you’re my hyung!” Jinyoung says playfully smiling to himself. “Excuse me for being too friendly Mr. 93. Please continue with your story.”

“Um...so that year I got into a car accident leaving me in a coma for a month. When I finally woke up I suffered amnesia. I remember everything up until the college part of my life. That college part of my life had included my boyfriend I was dating at that time.”

The smile Jinyoung was wearing quickly disappeared as he suddenly felt sick to the stomach. The story Mr. 93 was slowly recalling was sounding a lot like a story that was a part of his life he didn’t ever want to revisit again. Suddenly he was hyper-aware of the familiar voice through the other line. Belonging to no other than Mark Tuan, his college ex-boyfriend.

“Jinyoung you have to calm down.” Im Jaebum, Jinyoung’s best friend since middle school says as he watched Jinyoung walk back in forth frantically.

“Calm down? Calm down?! My boyfriend just got into a car accident! So how the  do I calm down Jaebum?!” Jinyoung yells in anger, he was terrified of what happened. What happens if Mark was strip away from his existence just like that? He can’t calm his rapidly beating heart. He received the call from the hospital two hours ago. Informing him of his boyfriend’s accident, he dashed out of his professor lecture so fast dialing Jaebum’s phone number and talking in a jumbled mess. When Jaebum and he finally got to the hospital, Mark was already in surgery leaving the both of them to wait outside the surgery room. The suspense was killing him.

“You’re right, I’m sorry Jinyoung. But Mark is a friend of mine too. Having you pace back and forth in front of me isn’t making my own worries settle down.” Jaebum informs as Jinyoung stops walking to release a heavy sigh.

“Hyung, I’m sorry. It’s just...I’m so scared.” Jinyoung voice comes out in a strangled cry as the emotions finally break through the dam he was trying to keep up. Tears began rolling down his face as Jaebum moves forward to wrap his arms around his best friend in comfort.

When the staffs finally came out of surgery Jinyoung was the first to bolt up from his seat. Asking about Mark’s condition immediately as the doctor asked what his relations to Mark were. It was frustrating, Jinyoung had waited long enough to just know the condition his boyfriend was in. Mark was from the state of California, he came from abroad to study here in Seoul. His parents were informed of his accident of course and were on their way to Seoul. But they weren’t here right now. Jinyoung was about to yell in anger from frustration but before he could Jaebum had placed a hand on his shoulder. Trying to calm him down as he explained the relationship Jinyoung and Mark had.

An hour later, Jinyoung was holding onto Mark’s hand by his bedside haven't left him for a second. The doctor had explained Mark’s condition. The surgery was a success, but because of the injury, he suffered from the car accident he’s now in a coma. Uncertain about when he’s going to wake up.

The door to the room slides opens revealing Jaebum carrying a tray of food from the cafeteria. Jinyoung dismisses his friend and focused on his boyfriend sleeping features instead. Mark looks so pale and fragile. The bandaged wrapped around his head made Jinyoung want to stifle another cry again. If one looked closely you could see the soaked dried up blood from deep underneath the bandages from the stitched wounds.

Jinyoung thoughts were scattered as the clatter of cutlery from the tray Jaebum brought in echoed in the room. Jaebum pushes the movable table towards Jinyoung with a definite plan.

“Jinyoung you have to eat. You haven’t eaten anything ever since we got to the hospital.”

“I’m not hungry, Jae.” Jinyoung replies back with a weak voice.

“Don't you hear how weak your voice is?” Jaebum asks whilst bringing up a silver spoon for Jinyoung to take. “Eat.” It wasn't a question. It was a demand and Jinyoung was grateful for his best friend because as he took the spoon and scoop up some broth to put it in his mouth, his mouth began to water and his stomach made a growling noise. “Not hungry my .” Jaebum mutters taking the opposite seat of the bedside from Jinyoung.

“You're not eating hyung?” Jinyoung asks after stuffing his mouth with rice. Jaebum made a disdained look on his face as Jinyoung stuffed a few pieces of rice by his mouth past his lip.

“No, I already ate at the cafeteria by myself.” Halting his actions Jinyoung took a look at his best friend. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if his best friend wasn’t here with him. Probably yelling at all the hospital staffs and sitting beside Mark the whole time not eating anything. That sounded about right.

“Thank you.” He says at last as Jaebum waves it away.

“Don’t thank me Jinyoung, like I said, Mark is my friend too. I care about him as well. But you need to stay strong for him if you want him to get better.” Jaebum advises as Jinyoung nod his head in understanding. He had to stay strong. That means eating, bathing, and attending class. Mark would surely yell at Jinyoung if he finds out the younger skipped all his lectures because of him. 
“I know, but I want to stay with him the first night he’s at the hospital. Who knows, maybe he’ll wake up tomorrow.”

He didn’t.

Mark’s parents, however, landed in Seoul and immediately went to the hospital. They found Jinyoung in Mark’s room sleeping by his bedside. Jaebum had gone home late last night but had promised to visit once he finished up with classes. Jinyoung woke up by the shake of his shoulders from Mark’s mother. Staring into her brown orbs that looked like Mark’s, Jinyoung couldn’t help but break down in tears. Mark’s parents knew the relationship their son had with Jinyoung and had actually met a couple of times through the webcam whenever the older was skyping with his parents. This was the first time they have met in person but under terrible circumstances.

A week went by, then another, and another. It was approximately a month later when Jinyoung received a phone call from Mark’s mother. He was at the hospital cafeteria vending machine waiting in line for a cup of coffee when his phone went off. Scrambling for his cell phone in his pocket he picks up the phone call. Yelping in excitement as he gets out of line to dash back upstairs to Mark’s room. Mark has finally woken up from his coma. Pushing up the sliding door he finds Mark sitting up from his bed with his parents and his doctor standing by the side of his bed.

“Mark,” He calls out with a trembling voice as he walks quickly and swiftly to Mark’s side. Embracing the older male in his arms. The tears he couldn’t control one by one slid down his face. A relief washed over Jinyoung as Mark was finally awake. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” He whispers before placing a gentle kiss on Mark’s head. The older pushes Jinyoung’s chest slightly to part ways from the embrace. Looking into Mark’s eyes had a knife piercing into Jinyoung’s heart. The eyes that were looking at him reflected someone who didn’t recognize who the person in front of them was. Where was the warmth in Mark’s eyes that always shone when he looked at him? “Mark?” He calls out when a hand was placed on top of Jinyoung’s shoulder. Looking up it was Mark’s father who was shaking his head sadly.

“Son, I’m sorry, but he doesn’t have any recollection of his life in college. That means including-”

“Me,” Jinyoung whispers out feeling like he wasn’t able to breathe. This can’t be happening. It feels like a nightmare after another nightmare. Making eye contact once more with Mark he heaves out a shaky breath. “You really don’t remember me?” He watched as Mark shook his head slowly.

“Am I supposed to?”

Jinyoung tried he really tried seeing the brighter side of things. Staying by Mark’s side even though the man doesn’t remember who he was. The doctor specifically ordered not to push him and to let him remember things naturally on his own. It was hard just explaining that he was someone close to Mark whenever the older male asked. Jaebum was just as heartbroken when he learned that Mark didn’t remember him as well. He basically forgot everything from the start of college and it showed. When he was finally discharged from the hospital, Jinyoung and Mark’s parent took him to his college campus hoping to jog his memories. They even took him to his dorm room he was sharing with his roommate, but with no luck. Wherever he went Mark would just look lost and uncomfortable. Attending school was out of the question as the male had no recollection of studying law. But Jinyoung didn’t let that get to him because he had faith his boyfriend was going to return to him one day.

Like every other day for the past few weeks, Jinyoung went straight to the hotel Mark’s parent was staying since Mark was there with them. He clicked on the elevator button to floor twelve as he shifts the messenger bag on his shoulder. The worries he has slowly taken over his train of thoughts. It was evident that Mark was distant with Jinyoung. Uncomfortable was the word as Jinyoung couldn’t help but stare at his boyfriend in longing every time. He didn’t want to admit it, but he knew his boyfriend’s feelings for him had changed the moment he woke up from his coma. As the elevator door dinged open he steps out to walk down the hallway to room 1207. Knocking on the door and waiting in patience he waits for Mrs. Tuan to open the door for him. She gives Jinyoung a smile as she ushers for Jinyoung to step inside. Giving him a warm hug in the process as Mr. Tuan says hello to him in the living room. Mark was sitting down on the floor in front of the coffee table playing a card game with his father.

“Hi Mark,” Jinyoung greets placing his messenger bag on the floor by the armchair.

“Hi,” Mark greets back awkwardly, “Jinyoung.”

A frown quickly slips on Jinyoung’s face before he quickly hid it away by displaying a bright smile on his face. Jaebum had pointed it out to him that each time he visited Mark he came back to campus a little sadder. That this was killing him and maybe he should take a break and not see Mark daily. ‘I know you’re trying to help your boyfriend get his memories back. But if this is slowly destroying your emotional and mental state, I think you should take a break from seeing him a little.’ Jaebum said one night as he was holding Jinyoung in his arms. He had found his best friend at his dorm’s front door crying. But he couldn’t.

The evening went by with Mark playing card games with his father and video games with Jinyoung. Just doing small things at the apartment to pass by time. Dinner was mainly Mark’s parent talking to Jinyoung and trying to bring Mark to talk as well. He would make small comments when he was asked a question. As Jinyoung offered to help Mrs. Tuan to wash the dishes after dinner, Mark announced he was going to rest in his bedroom. Jinyoung was washing the dishes in silence beside Mrs. Tuan when she turned to look at him with a sad expression.

“Jinyoung, listen,” She explains trying to talk slowly in English so Jinyoung could understand. Mark had taught his parents some Korean since he was learning the language way before coming to Korea, but it wasn’t good enough for him to clearly communicate with Jinyoung. It was a miracle that Mark even remembers speaking the language.

Jinyoung, however, did know quite a lot of English to understand and communicate with the Tuans. “My husband and I have been thinking with everything that has happened with Mark and how he hasn’t recall any of his memories he lost, perhaps it’s best that he goes back to the state.”

Avoiding looking at Mrs. Tuan’s gaze Jinyoung continues to scrub the dishes in the sink. Letting her words sink in because Jinyoung had dreaded this was going to happen. He just didn’t expect it to be so soon. “You mean to go back and live there?” He asks in a whisper afraid if he spoke any louder he was going to cry.

“Yes, honey I know this is hard for you. Especially when Mark doesn’t remember anything about you. I can see that it’s eating you up inside. Maybe this is best for the both of you guys.” Mrs. Tuan tries to reason putting a hand on Jinyoung’s arm to have him look at her. When he does he couldn’t help but let the tears spill. He was embraced with a hug as she his head slowly in comfort. When he was done crying he excused himself to go to Mark’s room. Standing in front of the door he gave it a few soft knocks. After hearing a response to ‘come in’ Jinyoung turned the doorknob and slowly pushed it. Realizing it was Jinyoung, Mark straightens up from sitting on his bed. Clearly taken aback it was Jinyoung and not his parents. Taking a seat by the bedside beside Mark, Jinyoung fidgeted with his thumbs.

“Mark, are you uncomfortable around me?” He asks not looking at the older male.

“It’s...it’s not that I’m uncomfortable. I just feel bad that I don’t remember anything about you because I know you’re waiting for me too. But I can’t and I just feel even worse because of it.” Mark explains letting out a sigh glad to get that off his chest.

Turning to give Mark a weak smile he makes eye contact with him. “I--I heard you’re parents are planning on taking you back to the states with them?”

Without breaking eye contact with Jinyoung he gives a slow nod of his head. “Yeah, since I can’t seem to remember anything here we figured it’s best I go back to the states.”

“Would you ever come back? To Seoul I mean.”

“I--I don’t know.”

“Okay. You’ll let me and Jaebum bid you goodbye at the airport right?”

“Of course.”

Was Jinyoung ready to let go of Mark just like that? Of course not, but he had no other choice when he knew the older male wasn’t in love with him anymore. That day as Jaebum and Jinyoung bid goodbye to Mark and his parents at the airport, he kept on a brave face the whole time. Smiling and waving as they walked past the airport gate. Just when they disappeared from view he turns towards Jaebum who was ready to embrace him with a hug.

That was four years ago and Jinyoung shoved that heartbreak of a story down a little hole in history. Never wanting to bring it up to revisit again because it took him so long to stop thinking about his first love. But apparently his first love thought otherwise and what the hell ? Is he back in Seoul? And he remembers dating him ? Were his memories back?

“So I lived in the states for three years and came back to live in Seoul last year ago.” Mark’s voice, aka Mr. 93, said finishing his story. Jinyoung’s voice felt dry but he knew he had to say something to his listener.

“That’s um-” Clearing his throat Jinyoung tried to collect himself together, “quite a love story you have there. So what is the trouble or worry you have about this?”

“Ah,” Mark gives a soft chuckle suddenly shy, “It’s just that recently I’ve been thinking about that person and I was wondering...do you think he wants to see me? Just to see how’s he doing? Do you think that’s a good idea?”

Swallowing down his saliva Jinyoung was shocked to hear this. Normally Jinyoung had no problem giving love advice to his listeners. But knowing this person was his ex-boyfriend who wanted to just meet up with him , what was he supposed to say? Did Jinyoung, himself, even wanted to see that face again?

In the corner of Jinyoung’s eyes, he sees his coworker motioning for him to speak. “I-I think it’s hard to tell. Did you guys leave things on good terms when you left?”

“I didn’t give much thought about it back then. But I do think I hurt him deeply when I left. However, he bid me goodbye at the airport with his other friend.” Mark answers not realizing the person he was talking to was his ex-boyfriend.

“I’ll be honest with you Mr. 93 I’m not sure if trying to reconnect with him is a good thing.” Jinyoung says keeping his erratic heart from beating out of control. It was true though, he doesn’t think he’s ready to face Mark again. Ever. There was just too many wounds made on his heart to be reopened again.

“Oh, um okay.” Mark says a little bit disappointed probably hoping for the opposite advice.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Jinyoung has never been so happy to end his radio show before. He had three minutes before the clock hit 0:00.

“Mr. 93, unfortunately, it’s time for me to wrap up the radio show for tonight.” Jinyoung says all too happily.

“Is it midnight already? Oh wow, um thank you so much for taking the time to listen and giving me your opinion DJ Park.” Mark says.

“No problem, Mr. 93.” Motioning for his coworker to end the phone call Jinyoung goes back to talk on the microphone, “Alright my fellow listeners, I hope you guys had enjoyed the five guests story and the advises I have given today. May those advice help you in any way as well. Once again, this is DJ Park saying goodnight to you on Midnight Kiss Radio.” With that soft music began playing in the background as his microphone turns off. Taking his headphones off his ears he couldn’t wait to get home and drink a glass of red wine. The turn of events on finding Mark being back in Seoul and remembering Jinyoung and him had dated was more than he could take. Bidding goodbye quickly to his coworkers, Jinyoung was out the door and out of the building before anyone else.

He was so glad that was over with.

Except it wasn’t over. The story Mark shared apparently was a hit. Capturing everybody’s heart on just how heartbreaking it was. At least a good amount of people sympathize with Jinyoung, unknowingly.

The next day when Jinyoung walked into work his boss had walked straight up to him with a grin on his face. Announcing, “Good news Jinyoung, our last guest, Mr. 93’s story is a jackpot to our radio show! Our views are skyrocketing through the roof! I’m getting him back on our radio show physically in person this time. And I want the audience to vote whether he should reconnect with his ex-boyfriend or not. This is going to make us big!” Without waiting for Jinyoung’s reply the man walked off leaving Jinyoung to stand there in shock.

He was forced to face his ex-boyfriend after all.

The first chapter is finally here! ^^ Sorry for any grammatical errors and what do you guys think of the story so far? ((: