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Chapter 2 : Photographic Memory

Taehyung's Point of View.

I was staring at him until he woke up from his nap, his head on my lap. I suddenly looked away when he noticed me.

"Oh God, sorry I fell asleep." He gets off my lap quickly and sits beside me. "Ah, I'm so embarrased!" he whines and covers his face with his two hands.

I chuckle and take away his hands from his pretty face, "It's okay, totally fine." I smile at him sweetly but he just gave me a pout. A cute pout.

"Why are you here?" he bluntly said, "I mean, what's your intention of being here? Are you going to do something to me?"

I gave him a confusedly look. What does he mean? "I-I'm here to, uhm, help you in your daily basis."

"Like what?" he raises an eyebrow. I gulp and look away. The cute Jimin became intimidating Jimin.

"Like uhm, help you remember things because you know, uhm," I fidget at my fingers, "y-you're forgetful, right? And I-I want to help you." I fucking stuttered.

"Seriously?" I laughed awkwardly when he chuckled. "You don't have to do that. I can manage myself."

"But I'm serious, Jimin, I want to help you. Because uhm, I sort of have this so-called photographic memory and—"

"I know what that is." he cut off my words, "But photographic memory is just a myth. You can't just memorize something immediately in a span of few seconds without using any mnemonics. That's impossible." he argued.

"B-but I can. You can try me. I can also memorize anything that I hear or observe." I smile. "Give me random numbers then I'll repeat them to you."

"You're determined, huh?" he chuckles. "Fine." he sighs. "23, 13, 6, 89, 54... wait, I didn't remember them." he pouts suddenly.

I laughs, "23, 13, 6, 89, 54." I wink.

"That's easy!" he rolls his eyes, "Even Jungkook can memorize that."

I experienced something like this before. They didn't believe me when I said I can memorize everything, as long as they're numbers and letters. Or even anything I just recently heard. However, I can't memorize details of images like photographs and paintings.

I sighed. "If you're still doubting me then give me large numbers. You can write them down so you can remember them as well."

I'm really desperate to help him. By that, maybe I can get closer to him.

He grabbed his phone from the sofa and I think he started to write numbers in his notes. "Okay. 1,279, 4,320, 12,376, 8,347 and 34,195." he reads from his phone. He really gave me large numbers.

"1,279, 4,320, 12,376, 8,347 and 34,195." I continuously said.

He widen his eyes, "Fuck. You're right."

"I told you." I smile.

"I'm sorry I doubted you. I just thought you're kidding." he pouts. "But how is that possible? I thought it's just a myth. And you only not have photographic memory, but also, I don't know what it's called, but you can also remember anything you hear, am I right?"

I nodded, "Some people are amazed by the fact that I have this kind of ability."

He only nodded. "But seriously, Taehyung, you don't have to help me, I can really manage myself."

"I thought you said you trusted me that easily? But I guess, not that much." I smile, "If you need help, don't hesitate to call or text me and I'll get here as soon as possible."