Memories / Thv BTS FF

Chapter 5

flashback

"I'll see you next year, Sarang, promise me that you'll smile even in the hard moments. Even if it hurts.. I want you to be happy" his lips curved to the sides of a wide, boxy smile.

I smiled to him back and pressed my body against my best friend in a warm embrace.

"Why do you have to go back to France? Don't you have fun in Korea..?" I released him from the  embrace and he looked at me thinking.
"I have fun in Korea. But my parents think I should live in an environment that is closer to their friends and work."

"At least we can study together.. When you can leave your parents.. Come and study with me" I stared at him with puppy eyes.

"Okay well. I promise I will come. I'll find you and study with you" he smiled back to me, not before he scattered my hair with his hand.

"Sarangie. we have to go... Hug Taehyung for the last time before we go" I looked over at my mother, who was waiting with my older brother, Namjoon, and my father.

"Okay okay. I am coming!" I shout out to them not until I hugged again my best friend, Taehyung.

He was my best friend.
We were away for a while since he moved to live in France, and we wrote each other letters at a time to keep in touch
He returned for two weeks after his father's business meeting and today he returns to France..

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"The accident...?" I asked him back, confused by what he said.

"Yes... I wasn't there when it happened, but it happened right after I left. Your parents with your little brother. They died in this accident.. Only you survived. Sarang."

The tears began to flow in my eyes without even noticing, staring at Taehyung's face without understanding.

"You don't remember because of the accident. You were in a critical state for quite time until you began to breathe independently and opened your eyes. You suffered a severe headache that caused you to lose memory from your biological parents and your brother and also from me..Even though I tried to remind you that it was me.״

I shaked my head to the other side while wiping my tears.
I finally heard about my family for the first time.

I can't remember my life before I was 12.
I knew something happened because it was clear that getting up in a hospital with a headband made you ask a lot of questions
Before I even understood what was happening, I was transferred to an foster family.

No one told me about my family before. I have grown into a reality of foster family and orphanage since I woke up

It was as if they wanted to drive me away from the reality I grew up with before everything happened.
But why? Why they didn't share it with me? I deserve to know what happened to my family.

"You are... You are the child from the dream.." I lowered my head in thought.
"The dream? What dream..?" He asked when he turned his gaze to me with anxiety.

"The Birthday Dream..I was.. 12?"I looked at him back and he just raised his brows back as he blinked.

"Sarang... You are beginning to remember.״