Chanyeol stared at Aunt Haesoo for a long time while Aunt Haesoo tugged my dress awkwardly. “Ya Hanseol ah, is he okay?” asked Aunt Haesoo, making me faked a smile to her. I faced Chanyeol before poking him to stop staring at Aunt Haesoo. “How was your study, Hanseol? Where is Seunghee?” she asked in excitement.

“Well, we are still friends and study together-”

“Seunghee?” Chanyeol's questions made me turn to him.

“Do you remember, Chanyeol shi?” I was a bit surprised that he looked like he knew that name. Why is Seunghee's name the one that he remembers?

He turned to me blankly. “Who is she?” he asked back as both me and Aunt Haesoo sighed.

I ignored his question before changing my sight to Aunt Haesoo. “About him, he actually doesn't remember anything from 2 years ago because of his treatment so I tried to bring him here to make him remember everything.” I explained to Aunt Haesoo as she circled in understanding. “Sorry, Ahjumma on his behalf that he did not know you.” I said in guilt while bow lightly.

“Aish it’s okay. He is getting normal and healthy is better than before.” Aunt Haesoo smiled.

“Normal? Why? Am I abnormal before this?” Chanyeol, who always cut and attacked us with bold questions that makes me want to punch him so bad.

I took a breath before smiling at him. “You are not abnormal, you just a bit…” I pointed my finger on my head and spun it as he glared at me coldly. I rolled my eyes as both of us bid a goodbye to Aunt Haesoo. Seems like she doesn’t help him to regain his memories. “Now, let’s go to the mall.” I said before he pulled my arm as I moved backward reluctantly. “Ya ya, what do you want?”

“Where are you going? The car is over there.” He pulled me to the car before I stopped him from walking.

“No, we are not riding the car.”

He stood still before he spun around to me. “Then, what are we riding to the mall? Walking? Ya, it’s almost 3 km and I won’t let my legs hurt just because of you.” he coldly said.

I sighed as I pulled him to the nearest bus station and the pull game played again when Chanyeol pulled me back to him when we were a few metres from the bus stop. “No way. You are asking me to ride that thing. No!” he pushed me away from the bus stop before I could see a bus arrive at the station to fetch the passengers.

“Ya ya, the bus is here!” I hit his sturdy arm many times to make him stop. “We’ll be late if we turn back to the car. Come on, we don’t have much time.” I insisted that since the bus was honking at us, urged us to be fast. Chanyeol, with his annoyance and bold face, looked at the seat on the bus in disgust. Everyone was looking at him since there were many empty seats but he stood up.

I sighed. “Sit down, please. Everyone is looking at you.” I hissed at him and he, as usual, declined my order. Just like the old Chanyeol.

He looked away and crossed his arms in arrogance. The bus was shaky and stopped at the first stop making Chanyeol lose his balance and fell down on the floor. Some of them were laughing and some were just shaking their heads with his stubborn attitude. I gritted my teeth in annoyance before pulling him up and sat down beside me. “I told you to sit. See, you are falling down.” I lectured like a mother.

Chanyeol looked away. “Stop ordering me. I hate it.” he simply said make me fist my hand in tense. Chill, Hanseol. Your mission is to bring him back to my old Chanyeol.

Once we arrived at the mall, I quickly went to the indoor playground that Chanyeol used to play before. “Hey Chanyeol, do you remember that playground?” I pointed to the slide. “You always wanted to play the slides but I did not let you play because you are too big for the slides and you scared most of the children there.” I said it reminded me when Chanyeol begged to play on the playground.

>> Flashback>>

Aunt Mijoo brought us to a small cafe while Aunt Mijoo ordered some drinks. Chanyeol who was looking outside made me face him. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I want to go there.” he pointed to the small indoor playground where usually parents left their children so they could shop peacefully.

I sighed. “Let’s go.” I said in surrender, making him clap his hands in happiness. “Immo, we will be at the playground.” I told her as Chanyeol dragged me out to that place.

As he was about to enter the place, a lady stopped him and looked at her in puzzle. “I’m sorry, sir. This is only for kids.” she told me before I eyed on Chanyeol. Ahh… his appearance is not seven. I pulled Chanyeol a bit far from the playground with his sulky face and ducked lips. I pushed him to sit down on the bench nearby before I sat beside him.

“Chanyeol ah, we just watch from here okay?” I persuaded him as he was about to cry whenever he wanted.

He shook his legs reluctantly. “I want to play there.” he complained and I was about to comfort him, he cried loudly and made everyone stare at us. ! I palmed his mouth before wrapping him in my arms to reduce his voice. I bowed slightly to the people who kept eyeing on us while patting Chanyeol’s back who was crying on my chest. “Noona~ I want to play~” he sobbed intensely, making everything hard.

Aunt Mijoo who saw us quickly got me and Chanyeol. “I’m sorry. My son and daughter are playing around.” she told as everyone started to walk away and stopped observing us. “What’s going on?” Aunt Mijoo grinned before slowly checking on Chanyeol.

“I want to play on the playground.” he said between his tears.

She smiled. “This playground is boring. Later, I’ll bring you to a very big playground. Big big playground.” Aunt Mijoo convinced him while he was leaning on me and slowly curved into a smile. “That’s my boy.” she caressed his hair gently before wiping his tears. I need to learn more to comfort a kid.

>>Flashback>>

“Hello??”

I was astonished that Chanyeol’s big hand appeared in front of my eyes to make me face him. “Are we going to stare on the playground? Is it going to regain my memory? Wow cool.” he asked in sarcastic as I rolled my eyes, enough with his annoyance and cocky attitude. Then, my eyes plastered on a clothes store where my old Chanyeol and I bought a dress for my prom party.

“Let’s go.” I dragged him to the store as I looked around the store. I found a sales girl before shoved my hand into my handbag and took out my phone. I showed her a picture of my dress during my prom party. “Do you have this dress?” I asked, expecting ‘yes’ from her or maybe a nod will be more than enough.

“I’m sorry, madam. This design was from 2 years ago. We did not keep it anymore here.” the sales girl told me as I sighed in sadness.

I turned back to Chanyeol. “So? What should I remember here? That sales girl?” he bombed his jerky question again.

“Do you remember this?” I showed him the picture of me, wearing a dress and Chanyeol was wearing a complete tuxedo. “It was the same shop.” I convinced him again. He stared at the picture and zoomed or more like studied the picture in confusion. Did he remember?

“When did we take this picture?” he asked.

“2 years ago. It’s for my prom party. Remember?” I tilted to see his expression.

>>Flashback>>

After 15 minutes, Chanyeol came out in different ways. I laughed once I saw his clueless expression. I fixed his buttons and his collar with a white shirt. “Hands up.” I ordered as he did what I said. Slowly I wore the black coat. I pulled him to the mirror nearby there before we stared at our reflection on it. I linked my arms with him as both of us smile widely.

“How is it?” I asked him.

Chanyeol nodded. “Noona looks so pretty~” he praised and made me blush.

Poked on my shoulder as I turned around to see the sales girl that I asked for help just now was behind us. “Miss, you want me to take a picture of you and your brother?” she asked politely to make me nod before shoved my hand into my pocket and handed her my phone. I got closer to Chanyeol as I wrapped his waist while he hugged my shoulder with his long arms.

>>Flashback>>

He pushed my hand away. “Even though it was me but I can’t remember it.” he declined before sitting on the cushion in the store while crossing his legs.

I sighed as I came closer to him and stood straight in front of him. “Ya, are you really sincere to regain your memory or not? I’m trying my best to help you but you seem denied everything I have done.” I expressed my upset towards him because he glared coldly at me and sent shivers down my spines, down to my nerves and mixed up with my red blood cells. Hello! Stop glaring at me, dude!

“Why? Are you giving up now? Well then, I told you. I don’t even remember anything even with my aunt. So don’t put hopes on me to remember you since you are not even my relatives.” his harsh words were coming again and Baekhyun’s words played in my mind. Don’t take it seriously, Hanseol. Calm down. You are dealing with a stubborn and jerky Chanyeol and not your pure and innocent Chanyeol.

“Can you be fast now? Or I call my driver to pick me up and go back home now?”

He stood up and walked away since I stayed silent and made me run after him. “Okay, let’s continue.” I said to make him roll his eyes. “This time, I want you to meet my friend.”

“Who? Am I close to your friend too?”

“Quite close. Now, let’s go.” I pulled him out and he lazily followed my steps. I quickly texted Seunghee to meet at the park near our neighbourhood since Chanyeol seems to remember Seunghee’s name just now. We reached the park around 4pm as Seunghee was already waiting for us at the bench. I smiled. “Seunghee!”

She spun around but when her eyes fell on the tall figure beside me, she ran towards us with her eyes circled like golf balls. “Ya Hanseol ah…” she gazed at Chanyeol and Chanyeol who hated staring contests, looked away in disgust. “He really looks like Chanyeol.” she said in awed.

Chanyeol looked at her. “See, he said I looked like your Chanyeol. So I’m not your freaking Chanyeol that you are looking for.” he butted me, making me roll my eyes in annoyance.

Seunghee, who was observing him, sighed. “He is not your Chanyeol, Hanseol ah. Your Chanyeol is much more handsome and even kind. This man is…” she stared at him in displeasement. “He looks cocky and pathetic.” directly she said make me giggled while Chanyeol eyes almost popped out because of her words. “He is not Chanyeol.”

“Look here, you short girl. I am Park Chanyeol, the one that your friend claimed that her Chanyeol and I can’t even remember anything about her. And I hope that you are not part of my old memories because it will be a nightmare to me.” he sarcastically replied.

Now Seunghee rounded her eyes before she came closer and with a little move, Seunghee may punch him but I stopped her. “Stop it, guys.” I said.

Seunghee glared at him. “Hanseol ah, stop wasting your time for this man. I would rather see you chased after Hyungwon instead of him or Seungcheol even better than him.” she blurted out without hesitation.

Chanyeol changed his sight to me. Maybe he was waiting for my answer before I faced him. “Do you remember Seunghee, Chanyeol shi?” I asked, almost giving up if he did not remember her.

He shook his head instantly. I tilted my head as Chanyeol was checking his watch. “It’s getting late. So, there is no other way to make me remember you. I’m going back no matter what and stop chasing me, understand?” he arrogantly said before leaving us hanging while Seunghee almost kicked him on his face but she saw how hurt I am now, she stopped her action.

“He is Chanyeol, the real Chanyeol?” She asked as I nodded weakly. “How could he not remember you?”

I sighed. “He doesn't even remember Aunt Jiho.”

She gaped her jaw in surprise. “Woah something hit him that made that pure little Chanyeol changed into an arrogant beast like him.” Seunghee, still angry towards Chanyeol as I sat down on the bench, massaged my forehead. Thinking about other ways to make him remember everything before he gets engaged to that Hani. “Have you brought him to your house?” she asked, making my heart skip a beat.

I looked at Seunghee. “Yes, my house. His room, everything was there. Aunt Mijoo too.” I pulled Seunghee into my arm for a tight hug. “Thanks, Seunghee. You are the most clever friend that I have ever met.”

I chased after Chanyeol who was about to get into the car that had just arrived since Chanyeol was calling his driver to pick him up since we were in the bus. “Park Chanyeol!” I ran to him before getting into the car along with him. Chanyeol who was shaking with my appearance beside him in the car quickly moved a distance between us. “Ahjussi, can you go straight to the neighbourhood and turn right, house number 7.” I told the driver.

“Ya, where are you going to bring me?” Chanyeol asked in dumbfounded.

I smiled at him in assurance. “I am very sure that you will remember me this time.” I told him in confidence.

“Why are you so sure?”

“Because all your memories with me begin here.”

The car stopped in front of the small house and Chanyeol stared at the house in astonishment. “Who’s house is this?” he asked while his eyes can’t stop staring at the house.

I smiled because his expression changed once he saw the house. “It’s my house with my aunt. Come here.” I bravely held his hand to make him look down to our hands connected. “Please, this is my last chance to show you that I’m not giving up on you.” I begged at him desperately while tightening my grip with his hand. He seemed reluctant but ended up looking away. Hide his expression. I opened the door slowly to see all meals for dinner were done served on the dining table.

“Immo?”

I looked around while Chanyeol still followed me from behind. “Immo….” I called Aunt Mijoo again.

“Ya Gong Hanseol, where were you going-” Aunt Mijoo who suddenly came out from her room, paused once her eyes on Chanyeol. “Channie…?” she was too surprised just like the first time I met him. “My baby~” she burst into tears before hugging Chanyeol in missing. Chanyeol stood still and I can’t help but tears rolled on my cheeks as both of us missed Chanyeol so much. I was about to go and let Aunt Mijoo hug him but Chanyeol was gripping my hand tightly.

I stared at him as he eyed on me. “Don’t leave me.” he mouthed and I couldn’t help but smiled in blush with his words.

After Aunt Mijoo let out her missing Chanyeol, I explained everything to Aunt Mijoo and she was glad that I brought him home as she became actively cooking extra dishes for Chanyeol. I entered Chanyeol's room and we did not change anything in the room because I don’t want to. Chanyeol looked around the room as he glanced at each piece of furniture in the room. I showed him his box of dinosaurs toys before he knelt down to look at it closely. “Why did you keep this? It’s for kids.” he asked and he really sounded so pure.

I squatted beside him. “I’m not the person who keeps it.” I said as he faced me, with expression then-who-keep-it? I giggled. “It’s yours. You used to love dinosaurs a lot and you are even able to name all types of dinosaurs in the world.” I told him happily and my expectations are getting higher now.

“I'm a genius.” he snickered and that was the first time I saw it, from a new Chanyeol. “But sorry.” his eyes automatically changed into scary and arrogant Chanyeol. “I don’t even remember it anymore. Look, I really appreciate what you have done but I don’t think this work. Like I told you, I don’t even remember my memories with Aunt Jiho.”

I can’t handle my emotions as I cried in hurt. “What else should I do?” I howled between my tears.

Chanyeol looked at me without any expression. “I have to go. I’m not your Chanyeol that you are looking for.” he said and just left me crying alone.

My Chanyeol won’t leave me crying alone as he hugs me and cry along with me. I need my Chanyeol back!!!!