FORGET ME NOT

■ CHAPTER 11 ■

"It's the little things you do that make me to want you".
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Taehyung POV

I stood on the balcony, feeling the gentle breeze on my face. I looked at the beautiful morning view of Mumbai, the city that had become my temporary home. I saw the green hills, the blue sky, and the colorful buildings.

I also saw Naya, who was doing yoga in the garden below. She was wearing a white tank top and black leggings, and her hair was tied in a ponytail. She moved gracefully from one pose to another, breathing deeply and calmly.

I felt a warm sensation in my chest as I watched her. I had spent two weeks in India with Naya, and I was thankful to her for everything. She had saved me from many things, taken me to her house, and cared for me like a friend.

She had also shown me around the city, and taught me about her culture and language. She had been my guide, my companion, and my comfort.

But things had started to change a little bit lately. I had begun to admire Naya more than just a friend. I liked her smile, her laugh, her voice, and her eyes. I liked how she handled every situation with optimism and courage.

I liked how she glowed when she tried her favorite food or listened to her favorite music. I liked how she made me feel happy and alive.

But I also felt confused and scared. I didn't know why I was in India, or what had happened to me in Korea. I didn't know why she was the only one who could see me, or why I couldn't remember anything from my past.

I only had some vague flashes of my life as a famous idol, my bandmates, my fans, and my family. But I also had some disturbing flashes of a night on a rooftop, where I met someone I knew but couldn't recognize. Someone who said something mean to me, but I couldn't hear what it was. Someone who pushed me off the edge, but I couldn't feel the fall.

But I had all this flash of a moment when Naya kissed me by accident at a wedding. It was a brief and innocent kiss, but it made my heart race and my mind blank. I didn't tell her about it, but I couldn't forget it either.

I wondered what I should do. Should I tell her how I felt? Should I try to find out the truth about my past? Should I stay in India or go back to Korea? I felt torn between two worlds, two lives, and two choices.

I sighed and closed my eyes. I wished I could find some answers, some clarity, some peace.

A/n ( and here comes his peace ✌️ 😏😁).

As I was lost in my thoughts, Naya came up to me after finishing her yoga.

"Hey, good morning," she greeted me with a smile. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing, just taking some fresh air," I replied, trying to sound casual.

Naya walked over to me and leaned on the railing. She looked at me with curiosity and concern.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

I shrugged. "Nothing much. Just...life, I guess."

Naya nodded. She knew he was going through a rough patch. She wanted to help him, to cheer him up, to make him smile again. She liked him, more than a friend, but she didn't know how he felt about her.

She decided to change the topic and lighten the mood.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower and get ready for the day," she said. "Do you want some breakfast?"

I shook my head. "No, thanks. I'm not hungry."

"Okay, suit yourself," she said. "But don't stay here all day. It's a beautiful day outside. You should go out and have some fun."