??? : (-in a deep concern-) Are you okay?
He managed to take me to a bench nearby and fetched me a bottle of water.
I breathlessly asked him to bring my pills from my car handing him the keys- usteady fingers gripping on the bench right after for balance.
He quickly brought them to me and helped take my pescribed dosage. Eyes shut, head resting on his firm shoulder, I felt the mayhem inside my head calming down little by little.
Feeling the soft chilling breeze against my bare skin, that was omitted by a sheath of heat earlier, a sensation of relief and serenity reached my heart. Intensified temples and wrinkles of pain slowly trailed off as the sweat dried on my now smoothened and relaxed skin.
Retaining my normal breathing rate, I lifted my head from the rest and turned my gaze at the noble man in gratitude.
An instant smile claimed throne on my lips at the perception of the guy sitting next to me.
He was one of Uncle Jang's major shareholder's son, Ryan- a pure American. Ryan was soon to be the CEO of his dad's company, very generous and humble by personality.
Besides, he was friends with SungYeol since elementary school, growing up pretty much on each other. We were still formal although were friends as well, and would meet in almost all official parties held by our companies.
RYAN : Are you feeling better now?
ME : (-gratefully-) Yes, all thanks to you.
RYAN : Are you sure, you will be fine without going to the hospital? (-concerned-)
ME : Yes, I already had my medicines. I am fine now. Thank you so much, Ryan.
RYAN : Don't mention it. (-sweet smile-)
ME : I didn't see you in the hall earlier.
RYAN : Yeah, I had some works so I have just arrived. C'mon, let's go in.
ME : Uh-... Ryan, I would like to go home now. I want to rest.
RYAN : Oh sure, I will drive you home. (-standing up-)
ME : (-standing up after him-) No no, it's fine. I am okay now. I can drive myself home. You just came, you should go inside and wish them once. (-sweet smile-)
RYAN : You sure?
I nodded with a sweet smile and he headed in, after walking me upto my car.
Upon reaching home, I rested in my room for a while thinking about the little glimpses of my fragmented memory.
"What was that?" I sighed heavily.
Days, weeks and months went by, nothing special happened. I never worried my Uncle, telling him about the flashbacks.
Ryan and I, after that fine day, grew closer as we slowly broke out of the shell of formality.
So far so good, I had no memory-recalling headaches since that day. Who knew it was just the beginning of something which had lost its tracks long ago.
I was going to my work as per my usual schedule—pick up coffee from the neighborhood cafè like every morning and drive to my office after. I got a new assignment and it was a celebrity family this time.
Reaching there, I was feeling a little anxious. An obvious nervousness encased me everytime to be a celebrity's guide.
Dropping my belongings on my work station, I went straight to the head of our sector, the cicerone department. All the necessary information about the package and families, from the Tour managing department, pass on to him who later assigns the best fitting guides as per the requirements.
YOU ARE READING
Memory || KTH ✔
Fanfiction"No... please don't leave." "But you left... You are the one who left, Taehyung-ssi." ♤▪︎♤ After an anguished tale of devotion to each other, surviving from a vicious hole of abuse and deception. Two Kims, promise themselves of the love they've...
