Forgotten (Stopped Writing)

seven

I left after that.
Said nothing more but a simple goodbye.
Looking at Seungyoon with that scarred face made me realize seeing him hurt me even more.
He doesn't remember anything, at all.
None of our memories.
With those words put in my head, I'm determined.
Determined to get our Seungyoon back.
But today was Wednesday. School takes over half the day.
"I'm skipping school today." I say to myself sighing.
I've never skipped school before, unless it was when I was puking chunks.
And that was exactly what I did yesterday.
But no.
I'm not that kind of person.
But no.
Seungyoon is really important.
He gets discharged tomorrow and I have to take him into our memories.
Seung Yoon's much more important.
I went downstairs and packed what was left in my fridge; korean beef, orange juice, fruit. Nothing special, but he liked all three of those things.
I put on my shoes and started out the door.