✎ His name is Kim Namjoon. And he knows my name. He's really tall. He's really handsome. He has a beautiful smile. He has dimples. We met in a park. He has a beautiful laugh. His eyes shine like a million stars. His hands are soft. He's gentle. He likes music. He likes writing. He likes nature. He likes crabs. Crabs are his friends.

What do I like? What makes me happy?

[Her]
What do I like? What makes me happy?
I stare at my notebook. My notebook of memories. The only memories I have. The only new memories I have. And I can't even remember the new memories. How do I know they're even real?

A feeling bubbles up in me. It's a dark feeling. It's an ugly feeling. I hate it. I hate it.

I'm stuck. I can't move on. I will never move on will I?

They tell me it's a new day. They tell me it's been two months.

But it was yesterday. It was yesterday that the glass shattered. It was yesterday that the blare of the horn filled my ears. It was yesterday... yesterday...

So where are all these new pages in my notebook coming from?

It's all a lie isn't it?

It's a lie. It's all a lie.

[Namjoon]
"Why do you even bother?" Yoongi leans back in his seat. 

Sunlight floods into the small coffeeshop they are sitting at. The smell of fresh brewed coffee and pastries drifts in the air. Namjoon glares over the table at the older across from him.

"What do you mean?"

Yoongi snorts. "Joon, you're one of the smartest people on the planet. But what you're doing, with that amnesia girl? I don't know what you're hoping for to happen."

"I just want her to be happy," Namjoon says in irritation. "And don't you dare tell me to stay away from her again."

"It's not healthy, Namjoon. Not to you at least." Yoongi leans forward, somber. "To her she's reliving the same day over and over again. The day after the accident. If it wasn't for the notebook she keeps she wouldn't even remember you!"

"So?" Hot anger and frustration runs through him. "She's trapped, hyung. And I want to try and help her feel free. Even if it's just for a few minutes."

"She wouldn't know the difference," the older snorts. "She won't remember those few minutes. She can't. Not after the car accident. You're wasting your time, Namjoon. If you keep this up, you're only going to hurt yourself."

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