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Yoongi is lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
The room is black, just like his heart. It's very neat as he like it that way. He likes tidiness although he doesn't like cleaning. Tidiness makes him able to think.
But that is an exception tonight.
Tonight he can't sleep.
Tonight his mind keeps going back and forth to the night he spent with that girl, Yeri.
With other girl, although they are not that similar with her, he can't differentiate them with her. They all becoming a blur mannequin he used as her replace. They all feel the same in the dark, just another hole to feel his empty heart.
But with Yeri, he can. He knows very well Yeri has a slightly more pointed nose, a fuller lips, a bigger breast, a wider hips, and her thigh ... Oh, her thigh is to die for. She is thicker than her, so that's why.
Yoongi looks at his hands. They grabbed her thigh so tight that night, it will definitely made a mark.
How long it will last? Two days? Three days? Was by the time the mark disappear, she forgot about him too?
No.
Yoongi trashes his bed in annoyance.
She won't remember about you at all. You practically threw the money to her face. Do you remember her face when you do that?
Yes, how can he forgets. That look, the sadness and anger all rolled into one, was imprinted in his mind.
Maybe that's why he can't get her out of his mind.
Because her eyes are so similar to hers and it killed him inside to know he let her down again.
Her. Not Yeri.
But Yoongi thinks that's not the case. His mind tells him that's not the case. His heart? Well, his heart is dead. It can't reply.
Yeri's face flashes again, that almost teared up face, and the guilt eats him inside.
"I'm sorry," he whispers to the quiet room. "I'm sorry I can't forget about her. I don't know why but I can't."
***
It turns out it is a fun experience helping the village out. Taekwoon makes her smile almost all the time and he even brought all their gang together to help too. Yeri finds herself like a child again.
They swam at the river yesterday, just like old times, while all the parents and grandparents snickeres and laughed at them being silly and loud.
She forgot about her trouble but then her female friends began asking her about Taekwoon.
"Yeri-ya," asked a girl named Hyeran, "Are you finally going out with Taek?"
"What?" she returned it with another question, taken back. And what's with the 'finally'.
"You're not?" another girl named Micha squeeked. "I thought you are. You guys are extremely lovey dovey."
That got Yeri to laugh. "Lovey dovey? What's that?"
"Mh, it's true. Taek is never like that with any girl except you," Micha said again.
Yeri frowned. Was it? She tried to dig in her memories. She brushed it off. "The important thing is we're always like this, aren't we? It's not something new. We're just friends."
