-Na Eun pov-

My soft smile immediately disappeared after realising the harsh reality. 

What if, he remembered everything? Every single hurt he had received, all from me.

What if he remembered me? Would he hate me? Would he love me? Would I lose him? Would I be alone again?

"I'll wash the dishes." I smiled a little and took their bowls and placed in inside the sink.

I the tap and let the cold water hit the palms of my hands.

He mights have gotten out of his depressing phase and is living a free and rather happy life now.

Compared the the first time I saw him this year, he smiles more often.

But if he remembered everything... I couldn't even imagine the amount of hurt he must deal with. He would hate me for sure, thinking I'm just bootlicking him all these while.

But I do not want him to hate me....

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I sat on my front porch and stared blankly at the house in front of me.

He's going to move in there soon. It feels so weird.

Just then, the door opened and I looked up.

It was Jimin.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" He asked and sat down beside me.

I sighed and shook my head.

"I'm just worried, and in a mess as usual."

Jimin looked at me and sighed as well.

"Why are you ruining yourself for the sake of him?" 

Good question.

"Because I ruined him. He's far more damaged than me. Can't you see him? He can't remember anything. And when he smiles it just hurts me more." I said as tears formed in my eyes.

Jimin took my hands and warmed it up with his.

"He's hurt. He's hurt because of me. And what if he remembers? He would HATE me." I emphasized on the hate word.

"He have a high chance to remember." Jimin said.

"What?"

He took out a piece of paper from inside his coat and gave it to me.

"This is Jungkook's medical records when he got admitted into the hospital. I spoke to the doctor who attended to him when he got into the accident."

I looked at him. 

"How did you get this?"

"With some sum of money of course. I even had t