How am I going to be able to get her memories back? Especially when she's mad at me. I want to help her.
Her childhood memories were the best at least that's how I portrayed them. I hanged out at her house every single day.
I looked across the classroom find her staring at outside the window. "Eunjae!" I called out her name.
She turned quickly with a nervous look on her face. "Thanks for letting me borrow your pencil," I said with a smile. "I remember when I ate crayons when I was way little."
I didn't mean to say that.
She looked at me weirdly. "That's nice," she replied and looked away. I gave my self a face palm.
"Sorry. I didn't mean that— I'll just go sit down now," I bowed my head a bit. I slowly went to my desk while looking at her.
She's so beautiful. It's weird to think that she has grown up like this. She even still wears the red string I gave her around her wrists. How does she not remember me?
"Seems like someone caught feelings for the new student," one of my "friends" said while ruffling my hair. "Stop starring, you're so obvious."
"No I'm not. I'm just admiring the view outside."
"What's there to be afraid of? She's not bad looking, she's just so quiet. If she had a way more attractive personality, I would totally bang her."
"Hey man, cut it out."
"I'm not lying here. Maybe I should go try it out?"
"Excuse me," I shouted with a loud voice which brought tension in the room. I pushed his shoulder away. "Don't touch her," I walked away quickly.
"Dude, what the hell? It's not that serious."
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