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I Love You-Felix

Short (826 words)
Warnings: None

Felix's POV

I looked down at the blue and green colored bracelet that has been on my wrist for the past six years. Around me were tons of old pictures, sketches, and trinkets from my time with her. I haven't seen her ever since. Not a single word from her, but I guess that can't be helped. I don't even know if she exists.

"So, you don't remember anything?" I asked the girl. She shook her head from side to side.

"All I know is that my name is Seo (Y/n). Everything else about me is a blur." She explained. I nodded slowly.

"So you just woke up on this bench with absolutely no idea where you were or who you are, besides your name?" I asked. She nodded, but then stopped abruptly.

"I do remember one other thing. And it's a bit strange." She said.

"What is it?" I questioned.

"I just remember a name. I don't know who they are, or what they are to me. I just know that they're important to me."

"What's the name? Maybe I could help you find them." I offered.

"His name is Lee Felix." She said. My heart stopped. I hesitated for a moment.

"T-that's my name, but I don't know you." I told her. She looked at me, confused, but also sad.

"Then why is your name the only thing I can remember?"

From that day forward, I stayed with her. I showed her around and tried to help her regain her memories. She remembered the smallest, most crazy things, but never anything that would help us bring her back to where she came from. We looked up her name, but whatever we would search for it on would break or stop working. Eventually, we gave up on searching and decided to make new memories for her. Together. We went out on "dates", though we weren't dating. I'd take her to the park, the movies, the ice cream parlor, or anywhere else she could possibly want to go. I had so much fun with her, and I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

She was in my life for exactly one year. A couple days before she left my life, she started feeling funny. She would black out at random moments, and she started regaining memories. The day before she left, I made us matching bracelets and wrote a small, simple message on her hand. The next day, I woke up, and she was nowhere to be seen. I asked all my friends about her, but no one remembered her. It was as if she was completely wiped from everyone's memories, except for mine.

For the next two years, I searched endlessly for her. I frantically looked for even the smallest piece of evidence that she did, in fact, exist. My search was in vain. To this day, I haven't found a single piece of evidence that she was even real. I finally decided to give up and try to live a normal life. I got a job, made some friends, and tried to move on. The thing is, every year, on the day she appeared to me, I get a dream. It's always the same, except for the ending. Every time, she appears to me. She comes up and hugs me. We talk about our lives. We go to the cafe I always took her to. But every time, after we leave the cafe, she starts to fade and whispers a number. The first time, she said the number "6". Each year, she counts down by one. Last year, she said one. Today is the day. Today will mark the sixth anniversary of her leaving my life. I don't know what to expect. Will I get the same dream I always do?

Or will this year be different?

I woke up and did my usual morning routine. Grabbing my bag, I left my apartment and headed off to work. I work as a song writer at JYP Entertainment, and it's quite fun. I've always loved music, so being able to write songs that others really like is amazing.

After working on songs with a couple artists for about four hours, I left to go get lunch for myself and my coworkers. Traffic was bad, so I decided to walk to the restaurant. It was quite relaxing to just walk around and enjoy life without rushing around to get things done. When I got to the restaurant, there were four bags of food and a holder with eight drinks on it waiting for me. I somehow managed to carry it all, and walked back to work. On my way, however, was something I thought I'd never see again.

It was a blue and green woven bracelet.

The one I made for (Y/n).

I quickly ran over to the lady wearing the bracelet.

"Excuse me? Miss? Are you Seo (Y/n)?"