Forgotten Memories

Where am I?

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Before you read this book...

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Any BTS members do not have an in-real-life connection in here. I (J-) hope I am clear with that.

I am sorry if there are any grammar mistakes. English is not my first language.

Also, even this fictional book is a trash (is it?).

I do not tolerate plagiarisms and translations.

If you want you can dm me and I'll think about it.

Well yeah lmao who would want this-

© 2021  by Jins__confidence

Enjoy...

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Seo-Yun's POV

Where the holy cow am I?

I blinked and rubbed my eyes multiple times as my brain tried to process everything.

I am sitting in a waiting-area like room. People are sitting and it looks like they also had woken up.

I dared not to move any single muscle and kept my mouth shut. I tried to remember what happened few moments ago and my head was just hurting so much that it could explode.

There was a counter-like area at the front. They looked neat and clean, and they are all wearing white. My sanity was shaking.

I bit my dried bottom lip as I looked around. Then, there was a smooth but cold voice from nowhere saying: "Ms. Choi Minji of Ilsan, please come up at the front desk. Thank you."

My eyes trailed at the person who was looking like a 30-year old woman, sobbing as she walked to the front desk. She entered an another room. For another several minutes, she was escorted by a handsome-looking man with a black hair to a stairway.

Am I in a hotel or sum?

Yet I heard the female's cool voice, saying: "Ms. Lee Seoha of Busan, please come up at the front desk."

No one moved.

"I repeat, Lee Seoha of Bus—Oh no." I heard her panicked from behind. I couldn't help but to snigger. I got cold stares from a bunch of old people behind me as. I cleared my throat and straightening my position.

"Ms. Kim Seo-Yun of Busan, please come up at the front desk."

I dusted up myself as I noticed I am wearing a hospital gown. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion but I shook them off my mind as I make my way to the front desk as they said.

"Good evening, Ms. Kim. Welcome to your final destination—"

"F-final destination?" I said. Not gonna lie, I almost choked at my own spit.

"Yes. If you don't mind, you may walk up to the stairs right at the next hall-"

"Why—?"

I was about to ask the woman why does she wants me to go up there like please I am scared of heights but then suddenly the young, handsome lad came rushing towards me and the staff-looking female I was talking to.

He then brushed his hair with his right hand perfectly while panting.

He cleared his voice and said: "I need to talk to her." He breathed out. "Immediately." He added.

I had literally no idea who is this handsome guy is, but why does he need to talk to me?

The female staff looked confuse as well but the guy mumbled something to her and her mouth made an '0' shape. Nodding, she forced a smile at me and signalled me to go with the man.

Being the clueless rat I am, I followed him (as if I had no choice. He would probably yeet me down those stairs if I said 'nO i Don'T wAnnA gO' like some five-year old brat who always annoys you whenever there is a family event).

"My name's Taehyung, please don't be nervous."

I bowed lightly at him, a little bit flustered at his voice deeper than the Mariana trench.

We reached at a....lab?

Well, the little sticker says: "Genius Lab"

What if he's bringing me into a mad scientist wanting to experiment me like Dr. Nefario and turn me into a purple-looking zombie minion?!

"Don't worry. Its just an office." He says showing off his boxy smile.

Well dang that was cute.

I reached for the door knob, wanting to finish things once and for all but Taehyung grabbed my hand. I looked at him in shock as he apologetically smiled at me.

"I'm sorry putting you at trouble, Seoha."

I blinked both of my eye. Eh?

He then opened the door with my hand still in tact. The door swung open as man that looks like you-don't-wanna-mess-with-him-or-he'll-cut-your-head-off.

"What?" Another deep voice coming from the new guy deeper than the average depth of a whale can swim in.

"Oh." He turned to look at me.

Trust me fam, I am shaking

"You brought a pretty soul."

I snapped out of my senses as I remembered everything-

Jimin-

Car crash-

Hospital-

Dead-

Soul-

Final destination-

I AM NOW IN A DIFFERENT WORLD-

A voice inside my mind interrupted my thoughts saying:

"In conclusion, your dead. Bitch."