Remember Me [B1A4 Fanfiction]

Chapter 2: Half a Decade

Sandeul arrived back to his shared apartnight that night, immediately slumping on the couch and delving into thoughts about his day, mostly about one particular part about his day, Yeojin. He couldn't forget her, not anymore, not after he saw her again. All of the memories came flooding back and all of the efforts that he made to try to forget her years ago had flown out the window. In his mind, she looked exactly the same, it was as if she hadn't aged a single bit. However, it could be said that he aged a little bit since high school and he wondered if maybe that was why she didn't remember him.

Back in the day Sandeul used to be a little bit chubbier, especially in his face. He also wore glasses that seemed a little too big for his face which probably altered the shape of his face. Sandeul had done some improvements to himself over the years, though. One thing was that he had gotten rid of the glasses and another was that he was no longer the small naïve boy that only loved to sing. He grew up and turned into an adult that didn't do anything like that anymore. He was an adult that had real problems and didn't need another one in the name of Jo Yeojin. His best friend since high school and roommate Sunwoo, known to everyone as Baro, walked through the door only minutes later and interrupted his thoughts.

"You're back early," Sandeul commented.

"Yeah," Baro said nodding his head, "we had an early day since the producer wasn't there today. We just did what we had to without him telling us how to do it over and over. Did I ever tell you how much he annoys me when he does that? Like I get it, I really do, but why do we need to continue doing it only to have it sound like it did in the beginning?"

"You know, you only told me that a thousand times," Sandeul chuckled as he watched Baro head over to the kitchen to get a drink.

"I mean, we're decent friends otherwise, but sometimes he just says things one time too many."

"I get that."

Baro made his way back into the living room and took a seat next to Sandeul on the couch and immediately noticed his friend's strange expression. There was no doubt that they were friends since elementary school. The two of them could tell when something was up just by a single word or an awkwardly put pause in a sentence or even through their body languages. From what Baro could already see about Sandeul, something wasn't right.

"How'd your day go?" he asked, hoping to ease into the topic that was giving Sandeul such grief.

"Same old, same old. Maybe I should get another job instead of working at my aunt's restaurant."

"Maybe." Baro shrugged his shoulders. He understood Sandeul's desire to find something different but knew the reasoning behind Sandeul staying at his aunt's restaurant. There was a comfort in the restaurant that Baro knew Sandeul needed. Perhaps, in a way, Sandeul was saying that he no longer needed the security and comfort of the restaurant. "Is there something bothering you, though?" Baro eventually asked. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

"Why would you say that?" Sandeul wondered looking at Baro with wide eyes.

"Just because," Baro simply said waiting for Sandeul to fill in the rest. They had been friends for almost ten years. Baro wondered if Sandeul really didn't understand or know that he could see right through him. That and the fact that Sandeul was a very expressive person. Anyone could tell when he was upset or bothered by something. His shoulders would slump and he'd just have a nonreadable expression on his face. Even if something meaningful or important happened, it was all written on his face.

Baro was about to let the topic drop when Sandeul finally gave an inkling as to what had perhaps happened that day. "Do you think I should start singing again?" he asked.