"You need to eat a lot more, Soojung-ah. Your face is so pale," Mom whines because she's so worried about my health. It's been deteriorating a lot since 10 days ago, but we don't know the cause of it. Doctors say that my brain is still trying to get used to having no memories and that it just went through a traumatic event.
They said that my brain went through it, not me.
It currently hurts me so much right now that the world around me just cares about what happened in that game instead of an actual victim of the event. The American game created of it hasn't even flew to Korea to meet me, nor will I think he will even care to do so. None of the ambassadors or no one will even bother to stop by my room to comfort me; only family members love me that much to care. Family members that I don't remember.
I shake my head and move away from the bowl of porridge. "I'm not hungry," I refuse. Sometimes I just want to be in peaceful, actually. Even though I just said that I want people to care about me, I did not mean pamper. I'm currently not in need of pampering nor do I want to be treated to be like a queen.
"You have to live, Soojung! You have to continue eating so you can live..." she begs now.
"Live for who?! No one in this world cares about me but you and the rest of our family," I lash back, only to sound pissed and rude as hell. Her face wrinkles up into a frown and she sets the bowl of porridge down onto the table.
"I bet there was a boy you loved in there, Soojung. I know that he loved you back dearly, as well. Don't you want to live to see him again?"
Too weak to fight back anymore, I turn away from her and close my eyes. Even if we both loved each other, I don't want to be a burden to him anymore. What if he wakes up and remembers everything but I'm still lost in a maze of emptiness? He'll have to suffer knowing that his love cannot remember him.
"Don't you want to live for me, your mother?"
"How do I even know that you gave birth to me? Do I have to keep telling you that I don't remember anything?" I yell, annoyed at the everyone including myself at this point. Why me? Because I, whoever I was in the past, made a big mistake and ended up here... lost and alone. I'm so stubborn and just confused that I force myself to isolate myself from the whole world.
All I'm doing is hurting myself.
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Unreal (KaiStal f.f)
Romance"This is unreal..." I whisper. "No, Soojung. This is completely real." // Sequel of 'Water Droplets'.
