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• Sohee •

"Go on and rest, honey. I'll call you when it's dinner", mom kindly said as she closed the door behind me

"Yeah sure", being inside my own room felt strange and distant, seeing all the pastel-colored ornaments and fairy lights didn't stimulate any memories. mom said i spent most of my time at a shared apartment since college, so that's probably why i don't feel any familiarity.

"I didn't realize how much I like soft pink", I mumbled to myself while fingers running through my fluffy bed sheets and faux white fur  cover-up

Turning my attention to my mini book-shelf and dresser, I sat on the chair. They're mostly art books and romance novels, also a basket of messy art supplies. Taking a book of basic fine art, my mind began to remember things in fast motion, a smile plastered on my face as i read through every pages,

"how i've missed you", I hugged the book sincerely and let my hand play with the used brushes.

moving on to the dresser, I saw standard makeup and brushes, nail polishes and photos attached to the edges of the mirror. there's me with my childhood friends, hyungwon and I in middle school, my highschool graduation,

"oh there's jooheon, minhyuk and shownu", I laughed at the silly pictures we took at the coffee shop they supposedly work at. Lastly, two pictures caught my attention.

It was my prom picture with me dressed in a nude sleeveless evening dress with silver rhinestone beading, smiling and happy with Wonho whose hand wrapped around my waist as he wore a ravishing classic black suit. The other picture was him looking all serious while wearing a barista outfit.

"I guess we did go all the way back from high school", I shrugged and stood up, now to the closet. opening it made me sighed even more, what's up with me seriously? all lace and frills.
giving one last good look at my room, "tch what a girly taste i had, time to change that"

body moving on its own to one of my drawer, where I kept large-sized plastics. I began to put everything I feel not needed into the plastic, slowly emptying my spacious room.

"stuffed dolls? you go in there", I said to myself while stuffing more stuff in

"in you go pink nail polishes"

"nope, too old for boyband's posters", ripping them off from my wall and leaning towards my closet now, "these clothes need to go"

after almost an hour of sweeping, I threw myself on the bed and spread my arms, "ah I'm tired"

now that my room was screaming for transformation, I need help for it. scrolling through the people's contacts on my phone, I found a number

"what's up princess", I chuckled at how fast he answered my call, "you're home safely?"

only one person called me with princess and it already made me shivered by his cheesiness

"yeah, uhm look, I'm sorry about earlier at the hospital. I was just so stressful and you guys bickering earlier made my head hurts-"

he laughed from the other line, "it's alright, I'm sorry for being so childish too"

"so we're cool?"

"of course", he chuckled, "now why are you calling? I bet you need something"

"aw you know me too well. Where are you now?"

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