My Cheerleader: Twice Sana x Male Reader

Together Forever

You: Excuse me but... Who are you?

Sana: What? It's me! Sana!! You're girlfriend!!!

You: I'm sorry, I don't recall having a girlfriend.

Sana: What?!?!?! You're kidding right?!?!?!

You: I'm not! Now, excuse me but I need to go to class.

I walked by this Sana girl and started walking towards the school. That was weird. I don't have a girlfriend. She's probably just pranking me. I continued walking but then I suddenly heard fast footsteps coming up behind me. I turned around to see who was running and it was that Sana girl. She tackled me and forced me to fall down to the ground.

You: Ouch! What the heck dude?!

I was about to get up but Sana got on top of me and hugged me tightly.

Sana: What happened to you?!?!?! Did you forget me?!?!?! Was it because of that tackle?!?!?! Please!!! Tell me!!! (Sobs)

Sana started crying on me. I tried to push her off of me but she held a tight grip on me. She was crying so loud that it gained some people's attention. People started looking at us and I was getting embarrassed.

You: Hey, whoever you are, please get off of me. You're embarrassing me.

Sana: I don't care!!! I love you!!!

You: Ugh...

Guess I have to wait.

(Timeskip)

(Sana's POV)

It's 8:00pm right now. Y/n doesn't remember me at all. What happened to him? Why doesn't he remember me? Was it because of that tackle. He did get hit in the head really badly. Even his helmet flew off. I have to check and see what's up. I left my house and walked to Y/n's house. When I arrived, I knocked on his door.

(Knock) (Knock)

The door opened and I was greeted by his mom.

Mom: Hi Sana! What's up?

Sana: Is Y/n here?

Mom: Yes, he is.

Sana: Can I talk to him?

Mom: You can go ahead but he has amnesia.

Sana: Really?

Mom: Yeah, I think it was because of that tackle. But go ahead, you can talk to him. Come in.

Sana: Thank you.

I walked inside the house and his mom closed the door.

Mom: Did you try talking to him at school?

Sana: Yeah. He doesn't remember me.

Mom: Oh... Well, I'm sorry.

Sana: Does he remember you?

Mom: Yeah, he remembers me and his dad.

Sana: Oh, well that's good. So, where is he?

Mom: He's in his room.

Sana: Okay. Thanks.

I walked upstairs to his room and knocked on his room.

You: Come in.

I opened the door and walked inside.

Sana: Um... Hi...

You: Oh, it's you. What are you doing here?

Sana: I'm here to talk to you.

You: Why? What's there to talk about? I don't even know you.

Sana: Yes you do. We have a special relationship together. But you forgot about me. So, hear me out please.