If you've ever been in love before, feel this beat. If you know it, don't be shy and sing along
A rainy afternoon, a quiet café, the smell of brewing coffee and a familiar calm lover. But she has no recollection of her love.
❝you were my imagination...
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my head hurts, it hurts because I'm trying hard.
I'm trying hard to remember this, us.
wait for me? please?
13 August 2021
Drowning in memories. That's how Wooyeon felt. She couldn't say she remembered everything. It was a blur. A meshed of a past life she didn't know she had. It was true though, she did feel like part of her memory went blank.
Waking up in a hospital bed utterly confused and then told to go about your life like nothing ever happened. When something like this happens, peaceful days are just what you need, and peaceful days you should get.
Unfortunately when you're friends with 2 hyperactive besties, a drama queen, a diva, and a cute samoyed, peace was sadly never an option.
"Yo."
"AH ZHONG CHENLE-" Wooyeon screamed as the Chinese male and his uselessly tall bestie spawned beside her locker. "For the love of belle don't ever do that again."
"Hehe- sorry noona," Chenle chuckled.
"No you're not," she mumbled she looked behind Chenle and Jisung and saw the rest of the gang taking their time behind them.
"Noona are you free during lunch?" Jisung asked.
Wooyeon shrugged and looked at him. "That depends, why?"
"It's just that we don't hang with you that often anymore."
"Yeah, and you're always busy with assignments," Chenle voiced in backing up the younger's statement.
Wooyeon would've gracefully declined but when you're looking at a Chinese dolphin and a little tall hamster, it's hard to say no. "Fine, but it's Chenle's treat cause I'm fucking broke."
"YAYY! WE'LL SEE YOU LATER THEN!" Chenle said (more like shouted) and pulled his best friend past the girl to get to his class.
"Chenle my class is-"
"Do I care?" the younger sighed exasperatedly. Wooyeon could only chuckle lightly as she watched the two walk down the hallway, bickering.
"Did those two pull you into a hang out?" Jeno said behind her.
She turned and faced him with a small amused smile. "What do you expect those two love me a lot." Wooyeon giggled.
"Maybe a little too much," he mumbled under his breath. Of course, it fell on deaf ears.
"Wooyeon you gonna be hanging with us later?" the one and only tanned drama queen, Lee Donghyuck, said as he slung an arm across Jeno's broad asf shoulders.
(I swear belle please stop cheating on mark with jeno-)
"I kinda said yes to chenji so do I have a choice?" Wooyeon shrugged and slammed her locker shut.
"Told you she'd say yes if chenji asked her," Renjun said as he flipped his non-existent long hair.
"You motherfuckers planned this-"
"You need a break Wooyeon," Jeno voiced out. Wooyeon noticed the concern in his gaze.
She sighed (again). "I just don't feel like it," she looked up to the three boys looking all worried about her sudden change of attitude towards hanging out. It wasn't like she didn't want to hang out or anything, she was just tired. Hanging out would just drain her social energy.
Jaemin use to cover me when my social energy was drained.
Wait, what?
"Nevermind about that let's get to class hmm?" Jeno slung an arm around her shoulder and led her to their class.
Silence.
Jeno didn't want to pry why the girl was so quiet, nor did Wooyeon really want to talk. A sudden thought hit her. A memory to be exact.
"Hey Jeno," she said, breaking the silence between them.
"Yeah?"
"Is it someone's birthday today?"
Jeno halted his steps. Looking at her wide-eyed. She didn't remember, did she?
"Wooyeon," the girl hummed in reply. She looked up to see Jeno looking at her seriously. She wasn't going to lie, she felt intimidated.
"What do you remember?"
"Nothing much, just little moments." she looked down at her sneakers. She felt Jeno's hand intertwining with her's while the other gently lifted her chin to make her look at him.
"Wooyeon, when did it start?" his voice was so soft, as if one wrong word could break the girl.
"Few weeks back, I think?" she choked out. He nodded and let go of her hand.
"If you remember anything else," he looked at her dead in the eye. "Please tell me."
She nodded her head, not trusting her voice under his gaze. "Yeon, you've been through enough pain."
"Don't make yourself relive it."
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