Before Lay and Kai could react, Kris followed her. His long legs sent him to a fast jog.

Then he stopped.

She was alive.

She’s back.

She’s alive.

She can’t remember anything.

He looked around, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

Woori stopped, she sat down on the bench, not minding the people who were walking around her.

She never remembered being beaten.

Who was that girl?

Her face was the first face she could remember.

Her hands curled around the hem of her sweater.

Who was that guy earlier? Why did he claim to be her best friend?

And why was that tall man looking at her with such intensity?

She felt a presence before her.

It was him again.

Kris just looked her, his chest was about to burst but he had to keep it in. This Woori didn’t know anything, couldn’t remember anything.

“I think you knew me too.” She started carefully, Kris nodded.

“We used to attend the same academy together.” He said.

“Were…we close? Just like..the other guy?”

Kris wanted to smile, but he refused.

“My name’s Kris Wu, you used to call me Wu Yifan, that’s my Chinese name.”

Woori suddenly stood up.

His voice.

It’s him.

Her breath was cut short, she could recognize his voice.

“I…know you…your voice….I can..remember.”

Kris nodded, his eyes never meeting hers.

“We used to be good friends, and I think you need to get back to Kai.”

Kris watched as Woori walk to Kai.

“Are you okay? Was it another flashback?” Kai asked worriedly, Woori shook her head and just wrapped her arms around his.

Kris looked away.

“We need to tell your family, Lay hyung says~”

Woori pulled back.

“Family?”

“You’re parents are currently away, but your….brother, he’s home.”

Kai pulled over in front a two story house at Bukcheon, Woori looked at the house.

“This is your house, just like Lay hyung said.”

Woori’s brows met again.

“And this…is as far I can go, Ri.” He smiled and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.

“Will…..you pick me up later?”

Kai smiled and nodded.

“Go on in.”

As soon as Woori entered, the maid who had showed her in gasped and hugged her tightly. She awkwardly smile and thanked her for the warm welcome. Soon, she found herself in her old room.

She closed her eyes.

“Repaint the walls?”

“Yes, I want it to be like the sunset, bright and fresh.”

He chuckled.

“You see, younger sister, your room is already bright.”

“But, oppa, I want it to be brighter!”

She stepped in the room, she could remember it vaguely, the bookshelves, her vanity table and her study desk.

This was her room.

She walked towards one of the shelves and found a polaroid photo lying around.

“Just this once!” Woori whined as she clutched on her Instax mini, the man before her looked away.

“Oppa! You’re going to leave tomorrow!”

He stared at her warily, Woori pouted. He rolled his eyes and put the flower crown on his head and faced her.

“Spoiled kid is spoiled.” He murmured before posing.

Woori chuckled.

The photo slipped through her fingers and her eyes started to moisten.

“…Oppa.”

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sorry for the late update guys. i was sick the whole day and i just wanted to roll on my bed hahaa

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