"Yah! Why..." you sob as you hit his chest but it was impossible because you had lost all the strength you had. You slowly kneeled down, as you cried harder, falling on your knees.

"I don't love you anymore," he looks away, avoiding your eyes.

"Where did I go wrong? Jimin! Tell me... please," you try yelling but your vocal chords were suffering and you almost couldn't breathe. You were shaking his arm while all he did was just stand there, looking anywhere but you.

He gently removed your hands from his wrist and all you could do was just stand there, the worst part was your body was inable to move, even your lips couldn't speak anymore. Everything felt like a dream, no, a nightmare, but at the same time, it all felt so real.

A few minutes later, you heard the sound of the door slightly slammed close.

Shaking, you took all of the strength left and stood up, your arms leaned against the nighstand table.

You ran out of the door, limp, while you ran through the busy streets, not minding your horrible appearance, your hair was such a mess. You were seriously unaware with your surroundings, in addition to your broken eyes, of course, you forgot to bring your glasses.

You were chasing the back of a man, wearing a black outer coat.

Running through the crowd of people shooting you strange looks, you, out of your mind, crossed the empty pedestrian lane, nobody was crossing.
Across the street was the back of the man you were chasing.

In the blink of an eye, your vision blacked out. The last thing you saw was a great spot of light to your left side. And one more blink it was blue and red lights, then endless darkness.

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Slightly gaining your consciousness, you felt a hand on yours, as you gripped it lightly.

"Jimin?" was the first thought you had in mind and said. Your voice was barely audible but it woke up the man with an unfamiliar hair color. Deep Black. Jimin's hair used to be brown the last time you saw it. Your eyes were filled with disappointment when you realized that he looked different than Jimin.

He shot his head up, revealing a very familiar face. Your head hurted as you recall the last memories you remembered, or not actually the last ones, but your most remembered one. Your vision was still quite blurry

"Babe, you're finally awake," he widened his eyes and quickly stood up, calling the doctor. As there were steps heard towards the door, Jimin took something from the drawer next to your white bed. It was a pair of glasses, he put it on you and smiled as your vision slowly cleared up.

A number of people came inside your room, a few of them were familiar, mostly.

"Jian?" Random voices call you out. "My daughter!"

One of them was an old woman, holding a small baby in her arms. Next to him was an old man, which you recalled to be your father. And the other one, it was sure charming but mostly looked like the old woman.

"Eomma?" you pointed your index finger to the only woman inside the room. She excitedly nodded.

"A..appa?", you pointed at the old man as he nodded as well. And next to him,
"You...Taehyung?" You stuttered while your heard hurted as you tried to remember the faces.

Lastly, the figure sitting beside your bed, the black-haired charming guy warmly smiled at you.

"You... you're... who are you again?", your head, once again, hurted badly as you try to remember the name of the man.

"Jian-ah.. the first word you said was my name.." he said and they chuckled.

"W-what..?"

"It's me, Jimin," he smiled, and his cute eyes were almost disappearing.

"Ah... and.. who's that?", you pointed at the small baby in your mother's arms.

"It's our daughter," Jimin softly spoke, almost in a whisper.

"Ohh, yeah. How did.. why is she... why am I— ouch!", it felt like a hammer hit a part of your head. Your vision was blurring out a little even though you had your glasses on. You put your hand on the part of your head as it was hurting badly.

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It's been a week since you woke up... you are now transferred to your house.
You were no longer at the apartment which you and Jimin shared. Not yet?

"Jimin, by the way..? Why was I at the hospital?" you were lying down on your bed as Jimin sat next to you.

"Jagi, it was my fault why you got into that accident. Do you really not remember?" his eyes were frowning but his lips were forcing a smile.

"I don't think it's your fault, if it was anyone's fault, it's mine."

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You were quietly reminiscing while the soft air was brushing onto your cheeks.
As your therapy, you and Jimin would go to the nearby hill that had a view of a few more hills and some buildings.

A memory flashed itself in your mind as tears welled up in your eyes. You were not aware of it though.

Jimin suddenly turns to you, and widens his eyes.
"Babe! Are you okay? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He worriedly asks.

"Jimin...", you turned away from the view and gazed at Jimin.

"Yes, jagi?", he says while he takes a handkerchief and wiped your tears.

"Did we.. break up?", you nervously say. His huge eyes quickly turned into a sad one, it was full of deep remorse, sorrow.

"Jagiya... Listen, okay...
Hate me or whatever, before we were even together, there was my ex, Seola. She told me that she found out she was pregnant.. I was seriously unaware, we never even.. did that. I mean, if we ever did, I'm sure I used protection. But she insisted on telling you lies if I didn't come with her, so I broke up with you, telling you I don't love you even though I seriously did. That time I was walking away from you, I heard a multitude of people saying that a girl was hit, and that hit me too.. I walked through the crowd, praying and wishing it was not you.. but shit... it was you,"

"So you have another child...?" you backed away a little.

"No."

"What do you..mean?"

"It was another guy's child. We even proved it with a test. That was a relief, but on the contrary, you were badly hurt and you had been on coma, for an entire year. Our baby was labored through cesarean. You don't know how much it hurt me to see you every single day, making me regret what I did. I know I'm such a jerk, and I don't really expect you to love me back now.. not just because of your memories but also because of what you heard.. I'm only doing this because of our daughter and I—"

"Jimin... it's alright," you placed one of your cold hands on his cheek and stroked it.

"I understand.. and to be honest, my heart remembers what my mind forgot."

"I still love you..."

3 years passed like seasons.

"Hey! How was Chaemin even born... oh— yeah, I remember the sewed hole on my stomach, haha."

"Chaemin was a miracle child, you know.. despite that accident, she survived.."

"Mom! Dad!" a small voice called out from the bedroom next to yours. She's having a nightmare again.