After finishing the whole bowl, he tucks me in the bed. My questions on this situation never left my mind. I want to, but I'm too tired. Most importantly, do I even know this guy?
I wake up this morning with a fresher body and mind. And I can still see the guy from last night sleeping vertically on the sofa with magazine on his left hand. I try to push myself up and go to the bathroom. Thankfully I managed to do that much. But then I don't know which way the bathroom is. I am unfamiliar with this room and place. I only know this is not a hospital. Which means I did not have any bad accident beforehand. But again, why the wires and needles? It means something happen to me which I can't even remember. The last things I remember is...
"GD!" I accidentally mentioned that name. I look around. I don't remember who GD is. I just know that name is on my head. I don't even remember his face. The guy on the sofa is still sound sleep. I want to ask him everything. I need to meet this GD that my head has been thinking about. Who is he? Is he my family? Friend? Why I can only think of this name? What about my real family? Do they know I'm here? Too many questions, yet again I have no collections of memory. Has I turn into a dumb person or will this amnesia go away so that I can figured out my life now. I have no idea what is happening.
I stand up, trying to look around and found a door. I push it, only to look at the empty hall with doors on right and left. Great! Now I can even get lost in the middle of all this. I go back inside to look for any small door that lead to bathroom. I found one next to the sofa that the guy was sleeping on. I try to open it when suddenly a hand opens up the door for me from behind. I paused. Suddenly I can feel someone is behind me. I want to turn, but scared.
"Go on. You want to refresh yourself, right?" the voice sounds different than the previous guy.
I hesitated before decided to just go and wash my face and do all the things I want first. I walk in, close the door without even looking at the face of the person, and lock the door. My heart just skipped a beat. I don't know why I feel like my heart just drop to the floor. I don't know the feeling. It is not scared, but more of like, surprised. I took quite a while to finish what I want to do in the bathroom. Now the crucial time. To go out and meet them. I feel like I'm not ready. I just don't know why. But I want to go out. Gosh this is hard.
After hesitating and forget the feeling of scared, I open the door, only to see a few people standing around the bed I was on. They all turn to me once I step my foot out from the bathroom. One of them hurriedly comes to help me walk back to the bed. I just let him since I have no strength to fight back. He slowly assists me until I reach the bed.
"Are you okay now?" one of them asks.
I look up to that person. Not a single memory.
"Who... are you?" I ask carefully as I don't want this guy to be mad if I forget who he is.
"I am Shank. Remember I got you out from that shooting?" he said with a smile.
"Then these people..." I can't continue.
"These are my friends. We are all here to help you," he continues.
"Help... me?" I am confused. Help with what?
They just smile at me. Then I remember.
"GD.." I speak on.
"Ah.. Mr Kwon. He is the one asking for our help. Although it does not goes as planned, but our main mission had been done successfully.
"What mission?" I keep on asking as my memory can't recollect on any incident.
"You might lose your memory for now. Take a rest. You will remember everything later on," the next guy says and then few of them left, leaving only three people in the room. The guy who accompanied me last night also gone with the rest.

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Alexandra Verlino
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