Lost

"I don't know who you are." My eyes just stayed watching his. They had a crazed insane look in them, but also told a story of sadness and pain. His smile told another story all together.

"Really?! You really forgot me?" He looked down and sighed. "I thought you would remember me the most. I mean, I am the one who gave you that scar on your neck." Seo-Jin pointed at his neck. "You use to call me Jin when we were younger."

I touched my neck and traced the scar that it held. I've wondered where it came from, but my entire high school years in Korea I seemed to have forgotten. "I knew you in high school?"

"Knew me? You adored me." Seo-Jin laughed. "I was your best friend until that incident. After that, your father decided to pack your bags and move off to America."

That's how it all started. Those two boys that looked alike, but weren't the key to everything.