Note 4: Forgotten

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Previously on Love That Last A Lifetime

-Text messages-

Junhee//10:11am:
Hey Miss Lee. This is Junhee. I know that this might be a shock, but the only reason I could even text you was because your wallet fell out of our pocket.

Mina//10:12 am:
°0°

Mina//10:12 am:
I can't believe I did that!!!

Mina//10:12am:
Could you come by and return it if that's not asking too much.>~<

Junhee//10:14am:
I figured. And it's no trouble at all. Just send me the address and I'll come running. :)

Mina//10:14 am:
Sure I'll send it to you!

When the address was sent to me, it seemed so familiar. 'Why does this address seem so familiar..?' I thought to myself, but I brushed it off.

'Whatever. I just need to get to Miss Lee and give her the wallet.'

'This should be interesting.'

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(Mina's P.O.V)

I heard a ring of my door bell and I rush to the door. When I opened it, I was happy and upset at the same time. I was happy to see Junhee again but I was also upset that the man that despises me so much is staring at me through my soul.

"Thank you both for returning my wallet. Please come in. I can make some tea to repay you for the trouble." I offered as widen my door to let them in. "Oh, no. You don't have to-" Junhee tired to decline, but Byeongkwan had interrupted him. "Sure. It was highly an inconvenience so this is the least you can do." Byeongkwan stated matter of factually.

I could tell that Junhee was staring at me and that he could see how I was starting to get pissed off, but to him it probably looks like pouting.

"I'm sorry Miss Lee." He disappointedly apologized and I gave him an awkward smile as my answer.

'Apart of me wants me to enjoy the time that I have with these boys especially Junhee, but the other part wants Byeongkwan to get the hell out..!'

-Timeskip-

After I made the boys and myself some tea, I head back to the couch and set the teas in front of them then sat on the love seat that was diagonal to them. "I just wanted to thank you again for bringing back my wallet." I thanked and Junhee nodded with a smile while Byeongkwan continued to sip his tea.

"So Miss Lee, I know you've told me a little bit on plane ride about your up bringings here, but what brought you to South Korea?" Junhee asked while I kicked my feet back and forth and sipped my tea. "Well, I just wanted a change in my life," I started to say as I place my tea down, "my family had lived here before, but my dad had gotten a good job in America, so we moved."

Junhee nodded in understandment. "So you moved because you wanted a change of pace?" He restated and I nodded. "But why this area?" Byeongkwan asked, surprisingly not sounding completely rude either. "I don't know. Something called me to this place," I thought out loud, "plus it was in my price rang." I chuckled and my relatable remark.

"But why do you ask?" I ask out of curiosity.

The boys caught each others glances at each other for a second when I asked and then glanced back onto me. "You see, Byeongkwan and I knew as each other since we were kids and we'd play together by this exact house." Junhee said, but it felt like there was something else to it.

"But," he started up again and Byeongkwan looked at him with slight surprise and warning. "Jun don't.." Byeongkwan said, but Junhee didn't stop there.

"There was another kid with us that would play with us. He was such a good friend to us. Always smiling and laughing." He said as his grip on the cup tighten slightly.

"Jun..!" Byeongkwan tried to call him again, but he still kept going.

"It just still hard to believe that smiling little boy is-"

"Junhee, stop!"

Suddenly, a loud hit of the coffee table and yelling Byeongkwan got his attention.

"Just..stop." He said and then stormed out of the house. "Byeongkwan!" Junhee called, but it was already too late, he had left. Junhee looked back at me frantically. "I'm sorry Miss Lee, but it looks like we'll be leaving now." He said as he rushed out of the door.

"I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.." I mumbled as I walked to the door and locked it.

Right when I locked it, I hear a faint sound of a door opening as if someone open a door.

'Nah, just my imagination..'

-Timeskip-

It got later into the evening as I continued to watch k-dramas on my TV. I looked at the time on my phone and it was 3:14 in the morning.

"Oh my lord, I have school tomorrow! I need to go to bed." I say and I grab my remote and turn off the TV.

After I grab my phone I start heading to my room, suddenly I hear the sound of my door opening only it being my closet door opening.

Slight fear ran through me when I saw my door open to my room even though I remember closing it. When I walked in there and no one was there, I looked towards my closet.

'What if the intruder ran in there?' I thought as I slowly approached the closed closet doors.

When I made it to the door I grabbed my hand on the doors and flung it open, ready to fight.

But to my surprise, it was someone that was no treat at all.

"Yuchan?"

There he sat in my closet with his eyes all watery. "M-Mina..." He stuttered looking at me and saying my first name.

He looked like a child hiding away from a storm that seemed too big when he's all curled up like that.

Suddenly, he jumped up to my arms and hugged me with a tight hug. "Yuchan! Where have you been?" I asked him as I hugged him back just as tight. I let go of him and look back at him to see his tears and slightly red nose and slightly swollen eyes.

"I-I don't know, but all these memories started coming back a-and I had came into this dark room where I slept with my memories coming back. I-I can't remember how I died.." He raced though his words, "but when I came back, I-I walked into the living room and saw them."

I was super confused confused on what he was talking about. "Who are you talking about?" I asked.

He tears started flow more and more.

"My best friends, Junhee and Byeongkwan." He said and my eyes widened.

"I missed them so much.. " he cried as he clutched his chest.

"But why couldn't they see me?"

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