not your typical love story // 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷. (EDITING...)

0.63

the month of march is approaching and spring is about to put an end to winter.

the blonde doctor stay up for the whole night yesterday, reading all the entry from the old diary and hoping to get to atleast get to know the identity of the sender of the all gift because the guy might also be the writer of the diary or if he's not, he might be connected to him in some other way.

knowing that some part of his childhood memories were fuzzy and he could not remember everything about his past that clear, so the doctor could not help but grab anything that could be of help for him in order to gather all of the missing piecea from his old memories. long ago, Jihoon got in a severe accident when he was at the age of fifteen. he suffered from a selective amnesia, causing him to forget some memories from his child hood.

but to no avail, the pages who probably hold the key to that secrets weren't there. several pages were obviously missing and some things weren't clearly narrated.

all that he got was that he got separated from his friend in the same year 2007 where he was about to give the younger a gift, the younger and his family had to moved somewhere else, the two didn't even get to say goodbye to each other.

the writer of the diary did mentioned how lonely he was during those time that he didn't know what to do.

he had lost everything that he cared for most, to the point where he got lost and stray away from the right path. he got involved in fights, became a part of a well known fraternity in the whole korea.

learned how to hold a gun at the age of twelve, master all the tricks with nothing but sharp things. he lived his life being in the dark path along with the other guys.

and later on, the owner of the diary stated that there was a big quarrel that happened within the group that eventually leads them to separate. they never got to see each other after that.

the last entry was witten when the owner turned sixteen, what is at the end of the entry was something that even Jihoon, himself, find terrifying and disturbing but at the same time, he feel so sorry. the last entry had some trace of dried blood, it wasn't a long entry but a short one.

I killed someone for the first time
even though that's what supposed
to happen.

I know it wasn't the wrong move,
I just did what I should.

he begged me to let him live but
I didn't hear him out and  I wasn't
even sorry for that. I don't know.

I think I'm becoming mad now.

that's what the last entry is all about and he still couldn't forgot that certain page, it was obviously not the last part, the bottom part was cutted off unintentionally.

today is his only day off. the doctor decided to have a little walk around the cold street.

it's still pretty cold outside although the winter is about to passed by. he was too caught up from his own thoughts that he didn't immediately noticed the young boy who had been calling out to him.

it seems like he's in his middle school.

"excuse me mister." the young man softly cold out to the doctor.

"pardon?" asked Jihoon, snapping back to reality.

"someone asked me to give this to you." the young man replied, handing him a small box.

Jihoon hesitantly took it and asked."who gave this to you?"

the young man turned to the bench at the very corner, near a narrow alley.

"it's him—" he pointed towards there but stopped when he realized no one's there.

"where?" asked Jihoon as calm as usual.

"oh, he was there earlier." the boy pouted to himself.

"did you see his face?" asked Jihoon. it was the first question that came up on his mind.

"o-oh, sorry but I didn't see his face clearly, the scarf is covering half of his face and he's wearing an eyeglass." replied the younger with a frown.

"anything that you remember about him?" asked Jihoon, hoping to finally get an answer.

the young man tried remembering something.

"oh right, I remember that he have a quite fair complexion and he's much taller  than me." the latter replied."he's around 175 or maybe even taller than that and have a dark brown hair." the young man continued.

Jihoon could only for thank the boy for the information.

it's no use, he didn't know anyone with that kind of appearance.

the doctor stood at the same spot as he watch the young teenager made his way.

sighing for without apparent reason, he stare at the small box in his hand with a frown.

"what is it this time?" he mumbled to himself before removing the cover.

it was several pieces of crampled paper that seems like it's been ripped off from where it originally came from. it looks like it's pretty old too.

with a frown, he decided to fix the pieces of the papers from the box and saw a glimpse of different letters.

maybe some sorry of a letter or something like that but his eyes widened when he saw a familiar handwriting. damn.