" Miss Sohee , would you prefer to know what happened to you ? " , Namson begins as he places his hand on top of hers on the bed. It had been four days since she was kept under observation. she had been recovering well than the doctor had imagined. she turns towards him with a faint smile not quiet aware how she could take the news , anxiousness pooling in the pit of her stomach as she expects it.
" Do you remember your name ?" , Namson asks her. She observes him anxious to respond to him because it was hard for her to grasp his words. listening to him and thinking and acting after were two different things she found difficult to do together. she takes a moment to remember her name , the sound of her name lingers in her ears , the doctor had called out to her a moment ago but it was still difficult to form an answer.
"I believe this belongs to you " , he carefully hands out an ID card towards her. The tag was worn out , stripped and even burnt at the edges except for the part in the middle that had a picture of her for reference , below which read in big bold korean letters , her name.
KANG SOHEE.
23 years old , part time employee
NULDAM CAFE&CO.
" You were injured in a blast that took place two weeks ago.."
Her first response to the news was acceptance. there was a freedom in her acceptance to her past as she lowered her gaze in response. There was nothing to lose or gain from the incident , Sohee was glad to have survived. Expecting her to perhaps ponder deep about the blast , her next firm response moves the doctor.
" Is the person next to me also a victim of the blast ?" , her voice was tired , she gazed at him for an answer.
" Yes , he was injured in the blast too.." , he replied , " I heard from the nurses that he held your hand when you were both brought to the hospital on stretchers"
For Sohee it all makes sense , though it sounded foreign to her , everyone around her addressed her with her own name. Namson admired her for being attentive to her surroundings , he sensed honesty in her words , the innocence in her tired eyes that made him break into a faint smile.
"He longs to talk to his best friend whom he hasn't met in years.." , he explains , "He hasn't been eating since the past two days.."
He turns towards Sohee ," Perhaps , only you could make him start eating again " .
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The time around her ticked when she turned towards the boy next to her.
regardless of his rather vague interactions with him earlier , she makes an attempt to talk to him. she was worried after she heard the doctor talk about his old friend. the news of the blast was devastating. she feels a dull ache in her chest when she tries to remember where she was at the blast spot when it occurred , instead she sees a glimpse of a lush green playground , the warm sun above and the scent of dahlias perk up her sense as she walks through a garden of flowers , she hears whispers of the bees , the sound of laughter resonate in her ears. she has a subtle tinnitus of the sound of the bomb in her ears. she hears a boy call out to her name followed by the sound of sirens.
Sohee felt tense , her head aches when she tried to pressure her brain to interpret more than she could remember. She takes a moment to breathe gasping as she glances at the boy beside her sleeping on his bed. She observes the porridge on the assist table next to her bed. she remembers that the doctor had told her that he hadn't been eating. she could imagine how devastating it must have been to go through it all by himself.
Sohee plucks the blanket on her legs and slips down the bed and walks towards him. It was all automatic after that . Unaware of the fact that she was still weak on her feet , she stepped down the bed unwavering of the doubt of walking ahead with her back raised up. The soles of her feet meet the cold floor for the first time in a while.
She approaches his bed slowly holding the bowl of porridge , which by the end exhausts her to stand still without any support .
" Sohee? " , Yeonjun turns shocked and his fearful instinct was to reach out to her arm as she leaned towards his bed for support.
Yeonjun observes her confused as he pulls his arms to himself . Sohee was playing a prank on him , why would he even respond to her without an apology? Yeonjun far most wished to never see her again , heck he didn't even stay at the hospital anymore. Yes , he was brutally pressed at the fact that he was not going to talk to her again , he was just not going to , ever again , he would never even think about her. he was firm that he would leave the hospital at once , he had no reason to stay there anymore. But Namson confirmed that he could not leave the hospital on his own will . So Yeonjun was angry , heck he even cursed Namson for being a horrible doctor , for slaving him at the hospital for no reason and was not ready to listen to him at all.
Namson was not being a bad doctor , and he at most assured that he could be discharged in the next three days. he said that he would try.
Sohee raises her frail arms to present the bowl of porridge towards him , " Please eat something , the doctor said you haven't eaten in two days.." , she informs and takes a soft breath at the end of every word. Yeonjun observes her numb when he hears her speak . Her voice was tender , subtly stinging his chest as he observed her face up close. Suddenly , he was no longer longing to speak to her.
"Keep it there and leave. " , he replies coldly as he turns towards the other side of the bed to rest his head on the pillow.
He was expecting too much from her , expecting from the bottom of his broken heart that she loved him back. Yeonjun hated admitting that he was in love with her. it was her choice to love him or not because he hadn't technically confessed to her about his love. she could be dating someone or engaged or committed to someone while he was away from her. she was a legal adult and could make her own decisions about love and friendship. Yeonjun felt awful about longing for love , he felt so disgusted for longing for her to speak to him when she could not even recall her damn name , how awful , so awful and disgusting that it made his skin itch , he felt so awful. So damn awful. He wanted to go away as soon as possible.
He raises his head alarmed when he hears her scream. he turns around to see Sohee fallen on the floor trembling on the cold hard floor.
" Sohee " , he hops down the bed rushing to help her as he wraps his arm around her waist and slips his other arm under her legs to lift her up. he walks her to the bed and tucks her into the bed groaning as he reached for the blanket that was thrown aside. she finds his frustration cute and bursts into a giggle.
he turns towards her hearing her giggle , "Hey , what are you? A punk? ".
Sohee giggles again , showcasing her cute little white teeth.
" Who told you to get down when you know that you can't fucking walk ? goddammit" , he curses in anger reprimanding her through his fierce eyes.
"Don't do this again " , he warns her before walking towards his bed and goes back to rest on it, turning towards the other side silently.
It didn't matter to him.
It didn't fucking matter how she felt about him now.
He was prepared to leave the hospital the next morning
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BLUE ROSES.| CYJ
Fanfictionin which her idol helps her recall her memories UNDER EDIT - Sohee's world is shattered when her idol Yeonjun walks into the cafe where a blast occurs. She and Yeonjun are injured and are rushed to the hospital but she loses her memories of being...
