This is a story about a boy who falls for someone who doesn't even remember him. they go through many problems yet they couldn't be together. She asked him to leave her alone let her suffer the pain alone but he answered that where would he go rathe...
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Inha was feeling more alive today; she was set to go to work. She received a text informing her that she is now responsible for the rookie group; she had to manage them and also help them with song writing. She went to the receptionist to know where she had to be.
"Please wait in conference hall 2, a staff member will be there, he will escort you to your work," the receptionist said handing Inha her employee ID card. "Thank you," Inha said.
She went in the elevator as the conference hall was in 3rd floor. The elevator door opened, she took her right. As she walked down the path, on her right she could see trainees practicing their dance routine. She was fascinated by it. She kept on walking without looking what was in front of her.
Inha knocked her head to the door, as he came out of the dance room. He had a mask on his face; he was looking down in his phone.
"Ahh!" Inha cried, rubbing her forehead.
"Watch where you are going," he said, as he turned towards her.
She could still see his sparkling eyes though his black hair dropped on them. "I'm sorry," Inha bowed down.
He wished to greet her with a warm embrace, but he can't. Because to see her happy it's was better for him to stay away from her. He walked away. She walked after, not that she was following him but because conference hall 2 was on the same direction.
He went inside and she followed him there too. "Would you stop following" he could hear the annoyed tone in his voice. "I'm not following you, I was asked to wait here," she said.
He didn't say anything. He took off his mask and sat on chair, leaned back and closed his eyes. Inha was wandering around in the CF, she glanced towards him. She felt the same feeling again, the feeling of knowing him. She was 10 ft away from him but unknowingly she was just two steps away. She just couldn't take her eyes off him.
"Will you stop staring?" he questioned. Inha startled, "I'm sorry." He stood up and walked away.
She rested a hand on his arm. "Wait."
He wrenched away as if he had been shocked-and Inha felt it, too, but it was the kind of shock that felt good.
"Do you get the feeling...." She raised her eyes to his. Up close, she could see how unusual they were. They seemed black from far away, but up close there were light brown flecks in them. She knew someone else with eyes like that.....
"I could swear we've met before," she said. "Am I crazy?"
"Crazy? You sure are acting like one." he said, brushing her off.
"I'm serious."
"So am I." Yoongi's face was blank. "And for the record"-he pointed up at a blinking device attached to the ceiling-"the reds do monitor for stalkers."
