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((Jihyun's POV))

"Rika, what you did was risky.." I said to her as I fallow her back to her office from the hospital wing where we left the new girl.

"V, I already told you that it wasn't your decision to make. It was mine" her voice was calm, yet her cold undertone bit into me. The mutter under her breath with a soft sigh was bearly autoble from her, not even knowing if she actually did or if I just imagined it because I expected her to, not being able to actually see her face. I paused for a moment, trying to think of the right thing to say, knowing that she got vary competitive and controlling easily.

"I wasn't saying that it was risky for Mc, I was saying it was risky for Saeran. I know he's been working harder since the girl was put in the hospital, but how did the whole event effect your and his relationship?"

"JIHYUN! I already told you that it's my problem to handle!! And if I want to handle it in this way then I will!! I don't mind sacrificing his loyalty to me as long as he still listens to me out of fear!! You hear me??" She yelled angerly back to me, the blur of the gold from her hair dramatically flying almost as she turned around to face me. I looked down, almost to seem smaller then her so she didn't feel so intimidated.

"I understand that, Rika, but we /both/ brought him here, therefore he isn't just /yours/..." I said in a calm way back, knowing that trying to fight fire with fire with her isn't the best idea. "...He's vary much like his brother, if you try to control him to much negativity, he will revolt."

She went silent, and I heard her mutter more, the gold filling more of my poor excuse for vision as she turned back around, the clicking sound of her heels starting up against the tile floor as she walked away quickly.

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((Mc's POV))

Every now and then I would try to stand, but the blood that rushes to my head that causes my head to ache always makes me lay back down, thinking that maybe later I'll actually stand up, but I say that every time it seemed.

I know who I am now, I'm Myun Cho, one of the best at mint eye. That didn't seem right though, my name doesn't roll off my tongue as if it were my own. The only thing that really seemed similar in this place was that boy that I've only seen twice.

Maybe this time I'll get it. I carefully swing my legs over the bed and slowly prop myself up. If I stay sitting for a while, will that help? I take deep breaths as I slowly started to put my weight onto my feet and stood, closing my eyes as the pressure starts to form in my head, making the bruised and injured spot on my head pound in ache.

"Mc! What are you doing? You're going to hurt yourself more" a weirdly familiar boyish voice called out to me from the doorway. Before I could turn around to see who it was, I felt a secure grasp on my arm that helped me to sit back down slowly so it wouldn't make my head hurt more. Looking up to see who it was, I finally realized why the voice seemed so familiar, remembering that I heard that vary same voice when I woke up with nothing except blood on my pillow and him laying next to me.

"You're...." I said softly to myself. "What's your name?" I asked with an almost obvious ambition in my tone, finally hoping to get questions solved that the Savior would refuse to tell me.

"Oh yeah.... heh, I almost forgot that I needed to introduce myself to you again.." I heard the hurt in his voice as he looked down. His gaze on me went from fermiliarity to looking at me as if I was a stranger, like something clicked in his head. "I'm Saeran." He finally said in a more formal and cool tone, much different from the warmth and care from earlier, the look on his face telling me that he may have spoke in such care by accident.

"Nice to meet you, again. Sorry I can't remember you.. I'm Myun.. but I'm sure you already knew that, it just felt weird with you introducing yourself and me don't doing it too." I said with a sort of forced laugh, pulling up my knees to my chest as I sat there looking at him, studying his face that made me feel like I was experiencing Deja vu.

"Wait... what? Myun?" I heard him mugged with absolute confusion in his voice.

"Yes. Myun. Why?" I asked, the name starting to fit more and more as I called myself it.

"That's not right" he said quickly to me, a flash of fire in his eyes. A quiet laugh of insanity came from between his lips and I start to scoot away a bit in a way so he can't tell. How sane is he?? Am I safe here with him?? Is this why the Savior told me to stay away from him?? He took my arms in a tight grip, looking at me in the eyes.

"You are NOT Myun. You hear me" he tryed to sound convincing, but all I was was scared. 

"What else did she change??" He said an an almost mixture of fear of what might happen, anger of whoever he was talking about, and maybe even a hint of care in his eyes as he looked at me.