Life is not how you always want it to be. Everyone makes new memories each day. The good ones... and also the bad ones. It is up to you whether you want to keep or throw them away.

"I don't ever want to get my memory back if it means loosing him..."
 

"She's the best thing that ever happened in my life, yet I'm letting her go..."

Prologue:

A gun shot. All it took was a gunshot for Leeteuk to hate him and for Dara to cry like that. GD’s life was always a mess. Being the leader of a gang didn’t make it better too. Somehow, right at this moment, he wished that he took a different path in life.

 “Jiyong!”  He heard her cry out.

Her voice was shrill and the hands holding his were cold and shaken. He could see but a fragment of her face covered in white light. It was twisted in an expression of panic and sorrow and the white gown she was wearing was marred with red stains.

He smiled painfully. Even with that panic-stricken face and that disheveled gown, she was still lovely as ever.

“Stay with me Jiyong. Stay with me!” She begged, her voice quivering with each word that came out of , but can he really stay with her? He can already feel his whole body going numb and his vision began to blur. Her voice accompanied by a few orders here and there became a slur in the background.

Then BLACK.

“Jiyong!” She screamed her voice echoing through his blank mind.

*beep*

“The bullet is too deep… we need to cut deeper.” The head surgeon informed checking yet again, how deep the bullet was buried inside his body.

“But it’s too close to the heart.” Another surgeon answered.

“Have someone fetch more type A blood.”

*beep*

She paced the waiting area back and forth her stained white gown making it hard for her to move around.

“Dara-yah, maybe you should sit down.” TOP offered patting the empty seat right beside him.

“No it’s okay Seunghyun.” She reassured flashing another glance towards the doors of the operating room. She would’ve barged in there herself if it meant saving him.

She stopped pacing and bit the nail on her thumb. TOP can see that she was agitated. No one can blame her. Life and death was playing tug of war and his friend was the rope. He looked over to Taeyang looking out the window feeling a little frustrated and guilty and to the two maknae’s who sat there quietly at one corner of the room.

They were all waiting.

*beep*

The head surgeon came out of the doors and took off his mask.

She immediately ran over to him to ask how everything went. TOP, Taeyang, Seungri and Daesung also had their attention turned to the surgeon as well.

He said his words to them.

TOP almost didn’t catch Dara when she dropped to the ground and started to let all the tears out of her eyes. He and the others were just shocked and speechless. No one had dared to move a single muscle.