Her Tutor (Jimin ff) 21+

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Jimin looked at Hana with a confused expression, furrowing his eyebrows as he spoke. "What? What are you saying, Hana?" he asked, trying to make sense of her sudden confusion.

Hana blinked, a bewildered look crossing her face. "Who is Hana? Where am I? Why don't I remember anything?" she stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

Jimin felt a sense of unease creeping over him as he observed Hana's distress. He reached out to gently touch her arm, trying to reassure her. "Hana, it's me, Jimin. You're in our apartment. You must be overwhelmed or something. Let's sit down and talk about it, okay?"

Hana's eyes widened in shock as she looked at Jimin. "Hana? Apartment? I don't understand. This doesn't make any sense," she muttered, her voice filled with disbelief.

Jimin felt a pang of worry in his chest. He had never seen Hana like this before. As he thought that maybe he give her the electricity shock last night and she lost her memory She was usually so composed and in control. "Hana, please, talk to me. Try to remember. We live together, we've been together for years. You know who you are, you know who I am," he said, his voice tinged with concern.

Hana shook her head, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an answer. "I... I can't remember. I don't know who you are. I don't know where I am," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear.

Jimin took Hana's hand in his, trying to offer her some comfort. "Hana, this isn't like you. You're scaring me. Please, just take a deep breath and try to focus. Remember our life together, remember our love," he urged, his eyes pleading for her to snap out of whatever was happening to her.

Hana's eyes brimmed with tears as she looked at Jimin, her confusion and fear palpable. "I... I can't," she murmured, her voice breaking as she struggled to make sense of her own thoughts.

Jimin's heart ached as he watched Hana's distress unfold before him. He had to remain calm for her, to be her anchor in this storm of uncertainty. "Okay, it's okay. We'll figure this out together. We'll get through this," he assured her, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his mind.

Hana took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing thoughts. "I... I don't know what's happening. It's like everything is a blur. I don't even remember my own name," she admitted, her voice wavering with fear.

Jimin was lost in thought, the weight of worry heavy on his mind as he paced the room. The events of the previous night played over and over again in his head, each loop leaving him more anxious than the last. Hana, his beloved, had lost her memory, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was to blame.

He remembered the moment when she had stared into nothingness, her once bright and lively eyes now vacant and empty. It tore him apart to see her like that, especially knowing that he might have played a role in causing her distress.

Suddenly, a flicker of inspiration sparked within him, and a sly smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He had an idea, and perhaps it was the key to helping Hana regain her memory. With determined steps, he walked purposefully towards the room where Hana lay, hoping that this plan might be the breakthrough they both needed.

Entering the room, he found Hana sitting at the edge of the bed, a look of confusion etched across her delicate features. She turned to him with a hesitant gaze, her eyes reflecting the uncertainty lurking within her mind.

" I... I don't understand what's happening, I still not remember anything," she whispered, her voice tinged with fear and vulnerability.

Jimin approached her, his expression gentle yet resolute. "Hana, I know things seem difficult right now, but I will help you to bring back your memories."

Hana's eyes widened with a flicker of hope, a delicate ray of light breaking through the haze of uncertainty. "You do?"

Jimin carefully took her hands into his, the warmth of his touch a soothing balm to her troubled soul. "Yes! Hana " he said, his voice sincere and filled with unwavering determination.

Hana looked into his eyes, finding an anchor within the depths of his gaze.

With a reassuring smile, Jimin led Hana to a cozy corner of the room where they often spent quiet moments together. He settled her into a comfortable chair, and as he sat across from her, he began to speak in a calm, soothing tone.

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