❞Promises can be held❞

Can I trust you?

Are you what you think you are? Are you what you dream to be or are you what people dream you to be?

(Yujins POV)
This girl who is she? Why is she dragging me out from class? Where is she dragging me to? Do I know her?

I started to get confused. I looked at the back of her head to check if I really do recognise her somewhere. But still nothing.

Ouch. I looked at my cut its bleeding through the bandage. I tried to ignore it, and took down my sweaters arms down. As soon as I looked up I realised where we were going. The nurse room.

The nurse can't check up on my cut. No she can't. We were about to go inside the room but I stopped the girl.

I dragged her wrist and twisted it, until she surrended. So I could just run away from everything. But no, she didn't even express her pain. She took my hand away from her wrist and pushed me to the ground.

She is stronger than I thought. Why? How? I gave up because I was scared. "Who are you?" My voice cracked in between the words.

She turned around. Her eyes was teary. Why, did I say something wrong?

(Yeeuns POV)
"Who are you?" She said with her voice cracking. I almost broke down. Of course it isn't like if I know her or something.

But my past. Everytime someone asks me those three words, it will always remind me of what happened.

//Flashback//
I touched something wet. What is this? A black shadow came closer and closer. "Who are you? Where are my parents!" I screamed. A man came to sight. "Who are you, you mean?" His low laughter made me shiver. Not in a good way. BANG! The last thing I heard was a gunshot before I blacked out.
//End of flashback//

What did the man mean?

I shrugged the memory away.
I looked at the girl on the floor, named Yujin. "Me?" I asked to be sure if it's really me she's talking about.
She nodded.

"I'm Jang Yee Eun. But you can call me Yeeun." I smiled weakly.

Is it actually possible I'm someone else?