Someone Like You

Chapter Five

Weeks had past, with me still unable to do shit. Everyday was the same, and I couldn't care less. The only thing that has occurred was finally gaining back parts of my memories.

As I was about to head out of my apartment, there were flowers on the floor. I scoffed at the sight of flowers. I picked it up, thinking it was sent to me mistakenly. I noticed a note with my name written along the top. I scoffed as I read the note.

"Although I don't believe we were childhood friends, you're still the same as always"

— Taehyung

"What is this?" I asked myself, clearly knowing what it was. "He seriously needs to stop this cheesy act."

I smiled as I went back inside to place the flowers on the table.

• • •

"Fuck, I can't be late again." I said as I sprinted to school since I missed the bus. Out of nowhere, I get hit and fall onto the ground. I groan in pain as my butt touches the cement floor. "Watch where you're going!" I shouted in anger.

I look up annoyed but my expression changed as I recognized the boy. I scoffed, he didn't even fall.

"Me? Be careful?" Taehyung said sarcastically. "Look who's talking." He smiles at me as he offers a hand to help.

I grab it and he pulls me off the ground. "Thanks, now I'm late." I murmured, knowing Yooyoung would kill me. I paused and gave him a questionable look. "You're skipping school, aren't you?"

He shrugged it off, "what's it to you?"

"I'm coming along then." I said as I followed him from behind.

He wasn't talking as much as he would usually do, and I started go question his actions. "Where are we going?"

He kept walking, completely ignoring me as he walks in front of me.

I frowned but a smile appeared as I thought of my favorite dessert, "Do you want to get ice cream?"

He stops in front of me, making me hit his back with my head. I quickly cover my head as if it had hurted.

"Do you not like ice cream?" I asked as I moved in front of him. "I could just get it myself..." I said slowly. "Two at the most and one at the least." I smiled brightly as I showed him how many with my fingers.

He laughs a little, "Okay, let's get ice cream." He then pats my head as if I was a little kid before walking ahead again.

• • •

I cleared my throat, knowing what I'll say next will embarrass me. "Not being a weird or anything, but you're smile is cute." I quickly closed my eyes at the thought of me being so confident to say what I was thinking. "You should smile so you look friendly to approach to."

He looks at me, as he raised one eyebrow up. "Are you giving me advice right now?"

I panicked a bit, unable to answer the question. "Y-yea?"