I woke up the next day on the bed in our room. I don’t remember sleeping here. I shrugged it off and got up. I walked downstairs and spotted Youngjae sleeping on the sofa. I walked towards him and looked at his face. His messy blonde hair covered half of it. Even with half covered, he still looked handsome. I couldn’t help but laugh. Youngjae slightly opened his eyes and smiled.

"Something wrong with my face?" he asked.

"O-oh you’re awake?" I was shocked. Youngjae sat up and nodded.

“A-ah I just woke up,” I told him. “And I’m kind of…hungry…”

He laughed and stood up.

“Just wait, I’ll cook after washing up,” he said walking upstairs. I nodded and sat down on the sofa. Is this how life was like before that incident? I sighed and got off of the sofa. Since Youngjae was taking a long time, I decided to tour the house more. I walked around with Tiki following me. Then I stopped at a door. It was locked. I tried to open it but it wouldn’t open. Tiki ran off for some reason, but I stood there looking at the door.

What’s behind this door?

"There you are," I heard Youngjae. I turned and looked at him.

"What’s behind this door?" I asked.

"Oh old furniture and stuff," he replied. Then why lock it?

"You said you were hungry,"

I nodded my head.

"You can go change into a different set of clothes upstairs and wash up," Youngjae said. ""What do you want to eat?"

"Um…anything that I can eat for my stomach."

He nodded and left into the kitchen while I left upstairs. What clothes? I looked through the room and saw nothing but huge painting portraits. I accidently tripped over my foot and something clicked. One of the portraits slid to the side. I entered and was amazed. Is this all of his clothes? Is this considered a walk in closet? I didn’t know which to pick, so I grabbed the smallest shirt he had and enter the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and laughed. The shirt was big for me. The sleeves were to my elbow and the shirt’s waist was down to my mid-thighs. I left my pants on and washed my face. I then walked back down to the kitchen. For some reasons, Youngjae started laughing at me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Did you forget that you once lived in this house?" he continued laughing.

"Why?" I was confused.

"There’s a closet full of your clothes in our room," he said. "It’s the middle portrait not the first."

"Oh…I’m sorry I didn’t know," I said and bowed.

"It’s ok, you look cute in my shirt," he said and smiled. "Though it’s a bit too big for you."

"I know," I said walking over to him. "So what did you cook?"

"Healthy food," he replied and placed a plate of salad on the table.

"Salad for breakfast?" I asked.

"You don’t want salad?"

I shook my head and grabbed the plate. I took bites and smiled.

"It’s delicious~ you want some?"

"No thank you," he said.

"Why? Say aww~~" I said and placed some in his mouth.

“Hyosung called me yesterday,” he said. I tilted my head.

“Why?”

“She was just making sure that you were with me,” he replied. I nodded my head as we continue eating and went to the living room to watch TV. I stopped and turned to Youngjae.

"Where are your parents?”

“They don’t live far from here,” Youngjae replied.

“I want to meet them,” I smiled.

“They’re busy,” he replied. I pouted and tried to think of something else to do.

"Since there’s nothing to do, I want to go meet your friends," I said.

"Sure, just wait a bit."

I looked at him as his eyes were only at the TV.

"I’m going to go change first," I said and got up. He nodded in return. What’s so good about a guy rapping about his horrible past love?

I walked into our room and pressed the button for the middle portrait. It slid open and I walked in. Wow, these all belong to me? What was I back then? Some fashion freak? I grabbed a pair of clothes and changed into them. I fixed my hair and walked back out. I accidently tripped and the side of my stomach hit the table. I winced in pain as it started to hurt more and more. I couldn't walk straight and made one of the photo frames on the table fall and crack.

"Hyoin!" I heard Youngjae’s voice. I looked and saw that he was already there by the door.

"Are you okay?" he asked and held onto me. I slowly nodded and tried to stand straight but my stomach would hurt each time. Youngjae helped me to the bed and told me to lay down for a bit.

"Are you okay?" he asked again. My stomach was starting to ease this time. I nodded my head slowly.

"You want to rest for a bit?" he asked. I nodded my head as he pulled the covers over me.

+~+

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that it was already dark outside. I pouted and sat up. I wanted to go see Youngjae’s friends. I turned and saw that the broken frame was already replaced by a new one. I got up and walked downstairs.

"Youngjae?" I called. No one answered.

WOOF!

Tiki saw me and walked towards me.

"Tiki, where is Youngjae?" I asked. He started walking as I followed him. Tiki stopped in the kitchen. I saw on the table was a plate full of nicely cut fruits and a note.

Eat all this so you won’t get those stomach aches!

I’m going out for a bit, I’ll be back~

-Yoo Youngjae :)

I smiled and grabbed the plate of fruits. I slowly ate them and sat down to watch TV. After finishing, I waited for Youngjae to come back. I waited and waited and soon drifted off to sleep.

+~+

I felt my eyes burning. I opened them and the sun shined at it. I quickly covered my eyes and got up. Youngjae’s not home?

I got up and walked around to see only a note on the table.

I’m at work today.

I made some food for you, it’s in the fridge.

I’ll be home around 9pm.

-Yoo Youngjae :)

9pm…that’s so late though…

I pouted and went into the fridge. I saw some meat but forced myself to eat only the healthy food. I grabbed some apple slices and went to the living room. Tiki came and lay down beside me.

"I’m bored~~~~" I sang and looked at Tiki. "You want to go for a walk?"

WOOF!

I smiled and got up. I changed into more comfortable clothes and grabbed Tiki’s leash and put it on him. We walked down the streets and into the park. I sat down as Tiki followed by sitting next to me. I patted his head and smiled.

"I just wish all those memories come back in a flash," I told Tiki and looked at the view. He barked and I laughed.

"We’ve been together for 10 years…and I forgot about it. But Youngjae…it looks like he doesn’t want me to remember it…Tiki do you know anything?"

Tiki just stared at me with his tongue hanging and looked down. He my hand and then my cheek. I laughed and wiped off his slimy slobber. We both got up and walked back home. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 10am. I heard the phone ring and I ran to answer it.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, is Youngjae there?" the manly deep voice asked.

"Ahniyo, he’s at work,"

"Oh, then I’ll call later,"

"May I know who this is, so I can tell him?"

"Oh deh, I’m Bang Yong Guk,"

"Oh ok thank you, bye Yong Guk-shi~"

I heard him laughed and hung up. I shrugged my shoulders and wrote down the guy’s name.

"Hm, should I make some food for Youngjae to eat during his lunch break," I thought. I smiled and opened the fridge. I took out all the ingredients I needed to make delicious kimbap. After a long time I finally finished all of them. They were nicely put into a lunchbox and into a bag. Along with another lunch box with fruits.

"Tiki, I’m going to go bring food for your appa to eat," I smiled. "I’ll be back ok?"

WOOF!

I smiled and closed the door. I arrived at his work place.11:54, I’m a bit early. I shrugged and entered the building.

"Afternoon, Mrs. Yoo,"

I smiled and bowed back to each worker. I entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 34^th floor. It stopped and I walked out and then down the aisle being greeted by all the workers. I bowed back and knock on Youngjae’s door. A different guy opened the door.

"Oh hello," he greeted. "Come in."

"H-hyoin?" Youngjae said.

"Hello Youngjae," I smiled.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"Oh I can’t be?"

"No it’s not that, its-,"

"She’s here to feed you," the guy that opened the door for me said and laughed. "I’m JB, owner of JYP Corp. And you must be the lovely Mrs. Yoo?"

"Oh deh," I smiled. "It’s nice to meet you."

"Well we’ll go next time," JB told Youngjae. "Maybe we can all go together. I’ll bring Vicky too."

"Oh ah deh," Youngjae said. They shook hands and JB left.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. He looked at me from his seat and nodded. I placed the bag on his desk.

"What’s this?"

"I made them for you to eat." I took out the lunchboxes and opened them.

"You made these all by yourself?"

I nodded and handed him chopsticks.

"Eat up~" I smiled. He took the chopsticks and grabbed a kimbap and put it in his mouth.

"Is it good?"

"Ahni." He replied and did blank face.

"What?" I grabbed a kimbap and ate it. I accidently choked on it and coughed. Youngjae laughed and went to get a cup of water. He handed it towards me. I drank it and sighed.

"Even you don’t like your own cooking," he continue to laugh. I pouted.

"Does that mean you don’t like it too?~"

"Ahni, it’s delicious," he smiled and ate more. I got up and walked around his office. Then I remembered about the call.

"Youngjae, someone called you this morning," I said.

"Who was it?"

"His name was Bang Yong Guk,"

"Oh him, I’ll call him later,"

I smiled and went back to touring his office. There were many folders, sets of papers, and plaques.

"What are these places?" I asked looking at all the set of frames each with a different resort.

"I own those," he replied. I widened my eyes.

"All of these?" I looked closer at the pictures. He nodded in return. I turned and saw that he was finished eating.

"You’re done?" I walked up to him. He nodded and packed the lunchboxes. I placed them in the bag.

"Well I’m going to go visit Hyosung," I said.

"Why?"

"I need to go get my phone, wallet, and ask her some stuff," I replied. Youngjae stood up from his seat and walked towards me. He suddenly hugged me and kissed my forehead.

"I’m going to be home late," he said.

"I know, I read the note," I smiled. Youngjae grabbed his phone and called someone.

"Can you get a car ready for Mrs. Yoo to visit Hyosung’s house," he said. I widened my eyes.

"I can walk," I whispered.

"She’ll be down in a bit," he ignored me and hung up. "I don’t want you to walk alone out in the streets."

"Nothing’s going to hap-," I said.

"Just take the car," he cut in and hugged me one last time. I finally nodded my head and waved goodbye to him. I walked down and one of the assistants assisted me to a car. I got in and they drove off to Hyosung’s house. They came to a stop and I walked out.

"Thank you~" I bowed to the driver. He smiled in return.

"You can go back to work, I’m going to stay here for awhile," I told him. He nodded and left. I walked to the door and knocked. Hyosung opened and smiled.

"Hello Hyoin-ah~" she hugged me tightly.

"Hello unnie," I hugged her back. I walked in and took off my shoes.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to get my phone and other stuff," I walked up to my room. I entered and looked for my phone. I found it charging and took it off. I miss you so much~ I then went to look for my wallet. I finally found it in the drawer. This is my ID card? I look so…young. I laughed and walked out.

"You found them?" Hyosung asked as I walked down. I nodded and sat down next to her.

"Unnie, did I have a job?" I asked. She nodded and turned to me.

"You’re the head manager for the Yoo Art Museum," she said.

"Head manager?" I tilted my head. I shook the thoughts away and stood up. "Well that’s all I need I guess. I’ll be going now."

"Oh already?"

I nodded and went to put on my shoes.

"Umma called the other day," Hyosung added. "If you want you can call her when you have time."

"Oh deh," I replied and bid goodbye to Hyosung. I left and tried to look for the Yoo Art Museum. I took the taxi this time since I had money in my wallet. The taxi driver drove to the art museum. I thanked him and paid. I turned and looked at the huge building. So this is my work place? Hm, doesn’t look so bad. I then walked in.

"Hyoin? HYOIN!" someone called my name. "Hey everyone! Hyoin’s back!"

They all ran towards me.

"H-hello," I greeted.

"We’ve missed you so much head manager," some said. I just smiled.

"We heard you got into an accident," another said. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Ah deh," I replied.

"Shouldn’t everyone be working?!" someone yelled. Some flinched and went back to work. I myself flinched also.

"Shouldn’t you be happy that Hyoin’s back?" a lady asked.

"Who’s the head manager here?" the other asked.

"You’re only a replacement," the lady said.

"Shut your mouth, if you still want your job," the other said and turned to look at me. "Well well well, isn’t it Miss Hyoin?"

"Hello," I bowed.

"You don’t work here anymore," she said.

"May I know who you are?" I asked.

"I’m the new head manager, Seo Jiyeon," she replied. "I replaced you because you were gone for too long."

"Well I’m back, I can work again," I said.

"Excuse me?" Jiyeon said and moved her face closer to mines. "Didn’t I say you don’t work here anymore? I’m the head manager; you can’t do anything about it so leave."

"Bu-,"

"No buts Hyoin," Jiyeon said and moved back.

"Let’s see about that," I said and looked at that lady behind her. "Hello you are?"

"Ah you forgot me?" she asked.

"Deh, I’m sorry," I replied.

"It’s ok, I’m your assistant, Lee Kaeri," she smiled.

"Kaeri, who do you like better as a head manager, me or Jiyeon?" I asked. She stuttered at the question.

"I…uh…i…pick…you Miss Hyoin," she said.

"You!" Jiyeon yelled and held onto Kaeri’s collar shirt. "You’re fired!"

"You can’t fire her," I said and pushed Jiyeon off of Kaeri.

"You dare push me?!" Jiyeon yelled and slapped me on my cheek. Everyone stared in silence.

"JIYEON!" another voice was heard. I turned my head to see an old lady. She walked towards us.

"My, you’ve gotten skinnier Hyoin," she said and smiled. I smiled back.

"We’re all glad to have you back as our head manager," she said and pat my shoulder.

"WHAT?!" Jiyeon yelled. "Andwae! I’m the head manager!"

"You’re fired!" the old lady yelled at Jiyeon. "You never cared for this museum, you only cared for the money you get each hour. This museum dropped in ranks because of you."

Jiyeon screamed and ran out the door. The old lady shook her head and smiled back at me.

"Welcome back Hyoin," she said.

"Thank you~" I said and hugged her.

"You all get back to work," she said. "I’ll be going back to what I was doing."

The ahjumma walked out the back doors.

"What’s over there?" I asked.

"The garden that Mr. Yoo built," Kaeri replied. I nodded my head and turned to Kaeri.

"Ok, what do I do for my job?" I asked. Kaeri widen her eyes.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Um, I lost part of my memory," I whispered. She understood right away and dragged me around the whole museum explaining every part of it as I note it down. It was 9:23pm when we finished.

"Thank you so much Kaeri!" I hugged her tightly. "I didn’t know I had such a hard job."

She laughed and smiled.

"We’re glad you’re back."

I smiled in return.

“Your cheek is still red,” Kaeri looked worried. “Are you sure your alright?”

“Oh deh~,”

“Ever since that Jiyeon lady replaced you, this museum had been dropping down.”

I nodded my head.

“You were way better than her. You treated your workers and visitors with manners. You don’t yell at them for being slow. You were just amazing.”

I couldn’t help but smile.

"If you’re tired you can go home," I told Kaeri.

"Oh, but it’s only 9:25," she said. "Work doesn’t end till 10."

We both walked down stairs.

"Everyone!" I called. They all stopped and looked at me.

"You guys are all off for today! And don’t worry about your money, it’ll stay the same!"

They all smiled. Suddenly they all came and hugged me tightly. Everyone left one by one.

"You’re fine staying alone?" Kaeri asked.

I nodded my head. "You must’ve worked hard today, go get some rest."

She smiled and left. I locked the doors and looked at the museum. Time for cleanup. I grabbed everything I needed to clean the floors, windows, and statues. It was almost 12am when I finished. I looked at my phone. 86 missed calls from Youngjae?

I called him back.

"Hello?"

"HYOIN!" he yelled across the phone. "WHERE ARE YOU AT?!"

"I’m at work," I replied.

"Work?!"

"Deh, I just finish, I’m coming home now," I said.

"Stay where you are at, I’ll come get you," he replied and hung up before I could say anything. I shrugged my shoulders and put the cleaning tools back in the janitor’s closet. I walked back out and spotted Youngjae at the front door peeking through. He saw me and motioned me to open the door. I opened the door and he walked in.

"Why are you here at such a late time?" he asked. "Did you not know how worried I was?"

"I’m sorry~" I said. "I’ll call next time so you won’t worry."

"Why is your cheek red?" he held my left cheek.

"Oh- that I accidently tripped earlier cleaning the dust off of the statue," I lied. He eyed me but stopped.

"Let’s go home," he said and dragged me out. I locked the doors and got inside his car. He drove off home.

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