baek kyung was thinking hard. is she allergic to me? is she sick? heart disease?? what is all of this?? he was going crazy.
now that he knows her name, she was haru's sister, she has no official name nor character in the manhwa and that she's haru's sister. he got nothing else and just wants answers.
he was making his way to have a talk with jinmichae when he saw hayoung. she was by the bleachers thinking. she was pretty, really pretty which baek kyung found fascinating. why would a no name extra be so pretty like her? he knows there's something special about her he just doesn't know yet. he snapped out of those thoughts and went back to making his way towards the cafeteria.
baek kyung entered and saw jinmichae making cupcakes.
"what's up." junmichae asked uninterested
"so, i have this question lingering in my head," baek kyung started staring the the first batch of cupcakes being baked inside the oven. "how do i remember all the past lives i've had in other manhwas?" he asked crossing his arms
"what?" jinmichae asked, stopping whatever he was doing
"you heard me." baek kyung raised an eyebrow
"don't give me an attitude." jinmichae raised an eyebrow back, "and i'm not giving you answers to that."
"so you do know how to?"
"no, i don't. unless you want to give it a try by bonking your head a million times to remember those then fine. have a blast, enjoy!"
baek kyung sighed, "ahh you're no use."
"excuse me-"
sagak
"baek kyungah~"
eun danoh.
"dad said he wanted to have dinner again this weekend but with your family too, hopefully." danoh clung onto his arm, "they wanted to talk about the wedding."
wedding??
"oh really?" baek kyung asked
"yeah, aren't you excited? finally, we're gonna get married. years and years of me having a one sided love with you, we're finally getting married of having a two-way relationship!" danoh jumped excitedly
"you love it that much?" baek kyung chuckled
"yes, and i love you." danoh held his hands
"i love you too, eun danoh."
sagak
thank God there's no kissing scene. he thought.
baek kyung felt like it wasn't right having any touchy scenes with danoh. not when she's not aware of herself, it felt like he was taking advantage of her unconsciousness. plus, it's not like it wasn't impossible of danoh being aware of her self anymore. he kept thinking about how disgusted she would be once she gets her awareness again.
"baek kyung, my dad told me to invite your family over for dinner this weekend." danoh said cutting the boy out of his thoughts.
"yeah, sure." he answered.
"i think we're going to talk about..."
hayoung
baek kyung spotted hayoung walking by not far from where he was.
"danoh, go back to class now. you can go on without me."
"what? why? where are you going?"
baek kyung followed hayoung trying his best not to get noticed by her.
hayoung was about to make a turn when she bumped into haru.
"oh, haru where are you going?" she asked
"i was looking for danoh. i think she just finished a stage." haru answered with a smile
"oh well good luck then. i'm gonna go to the library and sleep if you need me." hayoung replied and started walking
"wait, sis." haru called out. "do you wanna talk about it?" he asked
"talk about what?" she asked, facing the boy
"about what happened yesterday."
"what about yesterday? nothing happened yesterday. yesterday has been looooong forgotten." she shrugged
"if yesterday has been forgotten how about the other yesterdays?" haru asked
"why are getting so serious all of a sudden?" hayoung laughed
"sis, i'm serious."
"hello, serious! i'm hayoung. nice to meet you!" she joked
haru sighed, his sister stressing him out. "i'm disowning you." haru massaged his temples
hayoung laughed out loud.
baek kyung felt like time slowed down. is this a stage?? he asked. he knew these things only happened on stages. he can see a spotlight on hayoung as she laughed. just like what he saw when yoo juda and oh namjoo would be a happy couple from the first manhwa.
"come on, let's go to the library." she held on to haru's arm and dragged him with her.
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damn my sleeping sched is sooo fucked up lmao
