" Nothing seems right to me, it's like I'm missing a huge portion of my life and I can't... for the life of me I can't remember, but you... you look so familiar to me and I can't remember you"
" Then let me help you remember"
I always wondered if anyone knew what it was like not to know what you had forgotten, what you were missing, and if you'd ever remember. Deep in my heart I knew that he did, he knew exactly how I feel. He knew how desperately I wanted to remember because he had lost something too, and now he was just trying to find it.
About four years ago when you were in collage you would study at the park almost all the time, you had a special bench you would sit on under a special tree. On day in December a young male sat down next to you with his own book not saying anything, you glanced at him a few times before finally saying anything. You started with a simple hello and the conversation grew from there, as a year went by you and him became closer and that's when he decided to introduce you to some of his friends. Oh yeah that boys name was Youngjae, out of all the guys you and him were and still are the closest. When he introduced you to his friends it was online at first but as the years went by you all began to hang out all eight of you, the first time you met the others you were nervous but as you all hung out more and more you understood how they are all big goofs.