CHAPTER 8

“So, who are you guys, again? I asked while eat my breakfast. On the dining table have twelve guys sitting together with me. “EXO, right? Why EXO? It’s too weird and funny. Who’s giving that name?

 I stops munch my food when feel no one of them giving respond to me.

“What?” I shrugged.

“ Noona, we understand why you're not remembering us, but is it necessary to you mocking our group name again? I thought you lost your memory but seem you still have same attitudes.” asked Suho, rolled his eyes.

I shook my head. “Why I can't?.”

Silent.

I examined every faces one by one. They look at me with y faces. Like they not happy with my answer. But what should I do? I really not remember them. Urghh… that’s so frustrated. My brain cells just damaged and it’s still need time to remember everything. Try to lost you memory and you know what’s I had felt.

Somehow, I felt like I was faced this same situation long time ago. Am I? Breakfast with many guys in my life in same table.

“Today breakfast so delicious. You cook that, right?” I asked to him, a guy with O.O face.

“Yes, I am. I’m glad you like it, noona.” Said D.O, smiled.

“Then, why people called you D.O? That’s another terrible name. Your company should give proper stage name.” I continue eat when I heard Kris clear his throat like give some warning.

“That’s family name, noona. DO KYUNG SOO.”

I panic. “Uh-ah… erm.. sorry.”

Silent again.

Everyone dig their food while I become bored with the entire silence.

“Then, why Xiumin and Chen were given Chinese names since they’re Korean?” I can’t help myself but ask the questions.

Again, EXO rolled their eyes on me but I feel nothing. Somehow, curiosities are killing me right now. Like I’m urgently needed to know them personally.  

“That’s for China market.”

“Why Sehun can be debut as a singer when he had lisp problem? How does he handle the problem?”

EXO… boiled.

Kris sweats cold when his friends shot glare to him too.

“I’m a lead dancer. And also rapper. “Reply Sehun, clenching his teeth.

“Why Kris said that Kai is the face of the group since I see he has ‘too normal face’?”

Boiled… boiled.

“We’re done eating.” Said Kris, stood up and pull me together.

“Why~” I whined.

“Woah…deabak.. I don’t know noona would become until like that. It’s hurt my pride!” Kai hold his chest. Sobbing. “Hyung… is it trues my face too normal?” He pout.

“I will make she will pay everything after she got her memories back” Sehun slammed the table before heating his food again.

“Remind me why you fallen to noona last time, Baekhyun?” asked Luhan, shook his head.

Baekhyun blinked in confused. His brain still in process about something. The girl that he loved a year ago was changed to be a different girl but still had sharp tongue anyway. Somehow, from my comments before the only one that makes him upset most is, I’m not talking about him. Not even one.

Baekhyun sighed.

"But noona soooo cute..." Chanyeol confess. he giggled alone.

EXO choking with their food.

“Ready for yourself. I will pick you up again in hour.” Said Kris and push me into my apartment after kick me out from EXO apartment.

“Hey!” I yelped.

I can’t say anything when he closes my door in front my face just like that. I hissed and clucked my tongue. Annoying.

“Noona…”

I look at behind when seeing not only L at our living room but someone else too.

I stunned.

That’s face too familiar.

That’s smile too familiar.

“Hi…” he greets me and sends his beautiful smile. The smile that melting me in time. My damaged brain little by little work slowly to remember back events. Part of mine can remember about him. Thanks for the Polaroid photos inside my room.

“Jiho oppa.” I smiled back to him.

“I will go out first, take your time, hyung.” said L while tapping Zico’s shoulder. He grabs his jacket and leaving both of us together.

No one knew what’s my feeling right now. Too mixed. Difficult to explain.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Woo Jiho. But you can call me Zico. I’m a Korean. But don’t worry because I can speak Japanese because I stayed in Japan since young. I was transferred this neighborhood a week ago. I think I love you! Please be my girlfriend”

Now, I remember him. I can feel my tears flowing down through my cheeks.

“Jiho oppa.” I called his name again.

“I’m sorry… but thank you because survive, my girl.” said Zico. “I have lot things to tell you.”

“Me too, oppa. I have lot things to ask you. It’s only you… I thought you can help me.”

Yes, that’s him. Only he can help me to interpret my weird dream since he came from my past life. It’s not Kris either L. It’s him. Woo Jiho. I lost part of memories but I gain some weird memories. The memories I didn’t tell to L or my parents before. I kept it for myself.

“Oppa, tell me. Who am I? For real.”

Zico’s face changed, shocked.