Badboy shadow

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"Sorry, but what's your name again? Something with...moon?"
I ask the tall boy with curtain bangs.

"Namjoon."
He smiles big.

"Ah- I bought this for you-
He hands me a bag full of groceries.

"Wow- uhm...thank you."

He pulls a chair beside my bed and sits down. Then he searches for something in his pockets.

"I made some polaroids from the castle, especially from your room. Maybe some memories will return."
Suddenly a packet of photos fall out of his pocket and spread all over the floor.
I giggle.
"You fool..."

He laughs in embarrassment.
"I'm used to this. This happens all the time."
He kneels down to pick up the pictures.

"Ah- look at this one. See, this is the entrance."
He points at the huge double sized wooden doors with golden doorknobs.

My jaw drops at the beauty of the building.
This should be my school?

He hands me the next picture.
"And that's your room. Pretty vintage."

I haven't enough time to look at the details and he already bumps the next picture under my nose.

"That's the cafeteria- this table is ours. We used to sit here and eat together."

The picture shows a huge dining room with decorative walls and chandeliers hanging down the ceiling.

"And that's us. We made this picture in the backyard."

We all look so happy...but I can't remember.

"Namjoon- I really can't remember."
My vision starts to get blurry and I have to fight against my tears.
It's frustrating.

"Don't cry. We will work on that together. Give yourself some time and it will return all by itself."
He pulls me into a hug.

"What's happening in here."
I can hear a rough demanding voice from the door saying.

Namjoon looks up.
"I'm comforting her. She's upset that she can't remember anything."

"Can you help me packing up my stuff? I wanna go home."
Taehyung says and leaves the room not even waiting for Namjoon to respond, as if it was an order.

Namjoon ruffles through my hair and smiles.
"It won't take that long."
He reassures me and leaves the room. 

As soon as he closes the door, I take the time to study the photo cards a second time.
I rolled on my stomach and looked for the details in the picture of my room.

"I have a great taste..."
I praise myself.

"It's-"
I interrupt myself by sneezing.
The card falls out of my hand under my bed.

"Ugh! Now I have to get out of my comfortable position..."
I mutter to myself.

As I kneel down to search for the picture I notice another picture under the bed.

I picked it up.
"Namjoon must've lost it."

The picture shows a couple in the snow.
While taking a closer look I realize that the girl was me.

I swallow.

The face of the boy is covered from snow and my hands. 
He looks like Namjoon.

"Oh no-"
What am I supposed to do now?!
How should I act around him?
Sure he is a cute, lovely boy-
But I don't remember anything about this relationship.

The door to my room opens again and I quickly stuff the picture under my pillow.

"Alright! I'm back."
He smiles.

I mirror his smile.
He walks up to me and sits down again.

"Uhm.. Namjoon.. can you tell me more about my past?"
I ask.

Hopefully he would tell me about our relationship. I don't want to ask directly about it.

"Well- we had a lot of fun together. We shared a lot of memories."
He sighs.

Why wouldn't he tell me about us?!

"How did we both met?!"
I continue.

"Well- I noticed that you were new. So I walked up to your room and knocked. I welcomed you and offered you to sit with us for dinner."
He answers.

"How romantic..."

He looks up.
"What?"

"Oh nothing."
I giggle.

"Well you were a sweet girl."
He mumbles.
Then his eyes widen.
"Agh- I mean you still are."

How cute.
No wonder I loved him.

He nervously plays with his fingers.
"You know- you were really good in medicine."

I grin.
"What else?"

He looks up.
"Uhm..you were talented in solving problems..."

"What else?"

He laughs.
"You were pretty good in running. You often brought yourself in problems...and then you would run-"

I think he does not tell me about us because he want my feelings to be true.

"Namjoon...it's fine...you can tell me."
I say, looking straight into his eyes.

They widen.
"Lee...what are you talking about?"

I lean closer and press my lips against his cheek.
"I don't know... you tell me."

He looks shocked.
His mouth opens as if he was trying to respond and it closes because he don't know what to say.

"I know about that."

His mouth opens again.
"You do?!"

I nod.

"Who- told you? Did Tae-"
He still looks shocked.

I shake my head.
"No- I found it out myself."

He swallows.
"Wow uhm...I really tried to not make it obvious."

"WHO WANTS CHICKEN!!!?"
I can hear someone yelling from the door.

"Jungkook!"
Namjoon calls out and stands up.

"I brought you some leftovers from school."
He proudly smiles and hands us a bag.

"I'm not hungry- uhm Lee?"

I shake my head.
"Me neither. But we can leave it here, for afternoon."

Jungkook looks between me and Namjoom.
"What were you two doing?"

I opened my mouth to answer but Namjoom cuts me off.
"We were talking about school!"

Okay but why is he lying though?!

I look at him in concern.

"Did your memories return?!"
Jungkook asks in excitement.

"No, not yet.."
I answer.

"That's fine...uhm..I talked with the doctor and he told me that they need to do a few check ups and you would be free to go."
He continues.

"Really?!"

Can't wait to get out of here.