"Ja In, don't walk too fast!" shout the boy on the wheelchair, rolling the wheel hardly. Even though its tiring but the smile on his face never once leaves its place.

"I won't, bunny." The said girl mocking him sticking out her tongue while speeding up her step, along with her stick. "Come on, don't be such a princess."

"I swear I will hide your stick after this." He hissed.

"Come on, come on. We will miss the stage performance of my favorite singer." She stomped her stick watching him helplessly. It's Friday, there is always stage performance of faculty students, sometimes a real singer to do charity to sing in this hospital to entertain patients like them.

"Okay, okay." He smiled and then push his wheel chair harder until they are reaching the garden of the hospital. There is no stage or some fancy things, but the patients and the nurse look interest toward the even, they are gathering around the place, leaving the center field for the singer. With a stand mic and the sounds beside her, the acoustic guitar already on her hand.

"Oh god, her voice jjang." Said Ja In can't hide her fan girling side make the man beside her eyeing her and then smile. "She is so pretty."

"Are you sure you are not lesbian young lady?" he mocks and look at the singer in front of them. Ja In could only pouting her lips at him, but decide to let it away since she want to watch the performance in front of her. "What's her name?"

She heard that, she heard his question but she stay still. Pretend to not heard it, while chewing her lips. But unconsciously her tears running down from her eyes, make her wipe it harshly with her sleeve. She keep quite until the singer stop to sing, and he let it go, may be his voice too low for her to hear.

Little did he know she told him her name, over and over again each day.

--
"Hi, Ja In." The girl who just ended her performance greet them as they approach her.

"Hi unnie. You are amazing today." Ja In said happily while hugging the girl. "Though you can't make it like last week." She then said.

"My schedule is not that full for this month." The girl said. And then she look at the man beside Ja In, giving the man her sweet smile, even though her heart feel like tearing apart. "Hi." She said softly and the man bow to her showing his bunny smile.

"Jungkook, this is Rose unnie."

"Rose noona, Ja In really likes you." He said shyly, he is never good around a new people, new girl. He always feel shy. He can't help it.

"Oh right, nice to meet you Jungkook. But I need to go now,I still have other schedule." She said and gathered her belonging as quickly as possible, before it fall, her tears. And then after she hug Jain she left without even staring at Jungkook.

"Ja In." call Jungkook, but still watching the back of Rose when she disappear from his sigh.
"What?" she respond.

"Did I forget her too?"

--
"He is so handsome. And also rich." Those words halting Soomi's step when he entered the lobby of the hospital. It's not a new thing again, about who were they talk about. And maybe every nurses and doctors who was gossiping him already know how spicy her words were.

"Yeah, but his life is so miserable." The other nurse talk back to her friend. "I wonder if he ever miss someone before. If he ever fell in love and then constantly forget the one he loves the next morning without he even realized."

"As if he stuck in the same day where he was born, without no one inside his memories. I feel sad for the one who love him." Said the first nurse.

"You mean that girl, Yin Ja In?"

"Hmm." She nodded. "She deserve to be remembered. She is kind, polite and also beautiful. She wishes for something that will never happen."

--
"Ja In, you didn't miss your breakfast right?" nurse Im ask as she checked on Jungkook this morning. I smile and nodded to her. Honestly I eat my breakfast in Jungkook's room, not wanting someone else to be beside him in the first time for today.

The day when I entering the hospital I hate this place. Full of ill people, sometimes cry could be heard from families who had been left by the death one, sometimes the smell of the hospital make me want to throw up. And on top of that, being in this hospital make me remember what I wanted to forget the most, the cancer in me.

I was so sad everyday, every time. I am throwing tantrum toward everyone, the nurse, the doctors, my mom and dad because this is useless. I will die anyway. There is no hope for me to live. But that one morning when I sat alone watching the grass in the garden, I saw an angel sat on his wheel chair, and just like me, he look at the infinity. I observe him, his brown coffee orbs, his brown locks, his pointed nose, his sharp jaw, the scar on his cheeks, his kissable lips and her parted  chin. He is so beautiful.

I wonder what had happen to him. Everyday I come to see him at the garden, and everyday he had been with someone new. Until one day when I saw him alone, I gather all of my guts to greet him. And he had that bunny smile which melted my heart instantly.

"Jungkook." He said while smile at me. And he look so shy, by the red tint on his cheeks which is spreading quickly until his ear. Cute. I ask him what happen to him, and he said it's only his feet which can't walk anymore.

The next morning he was there holding a yellow sun flower on his hand, and I greet him. But he seems confuse as I call his name.

"Who are you?" he asked make me confuse too. He is joking right, that was In my mind. So play with his game, and I introduce myself once again. But day by day he will play the same game, so I decide to ask to someone who is always with him, the short hair girl who is always watching him from afar.

She said something is wrong with his brain. He can't remember anyone.

He can't remember me.

"Who are you?" I startled from my though when I look at him, still laying on his bed, watching me with his bambi eyes curious. I smile and extending my hand to him, as always.

"Yin Ja In, let's be friend." I said.

That's good though, when he can't remember what I said the next day after I told him. I was someone who don't want to be pitied. Just like how nurses and doctors look at me, I am not dead yet, I am just sick. I never talk about my illness toward anyone, I never show anyone what kind of pain I have endured, to wear the same wig so they won't see that I already don't have hair with me, I also applied make up so it will covered my pale face.

I tell him about my pain, the things I can't share with anyone. He will feel sorry, but will always forget it the next day. Just a week ago the doctor said that he can use his feet again to walk. I can still remember how happy he is, he hug me. And there I know I fell for him deeper. But like always, he can't remember it the next day and stuck with his wheel chair again.

Rose unnie was one of his best friend, and he forget her too. Everyone around him will come each day, bring the sweet smile on his lips, and they will be a stranger again the next day for him. I try to give him a way to make him at least remember a little thing, I gave him a diary. I ask him to write everything had happen each day in it. He agreed, he said he wouldn't forget anyone anymore, but then the next day, he will forget what's the diary for. He keep ask me to bring it out, thinking that it was mine.

"Don't waste your time." I look at my right side when I sit alone at the garden, Jungkook had the schedule for his therapy today. It was the same girl who will be around him, the short hair girl who address herself as 'stranger' to him. I smile at her.

"Too bad, I don't have time left to waste." I tell her. And she faces me.

"I heard that you are getting better now." She said softly. "Once you out from this hospital, forget about him and cherish your life."

"I feel better because he gave me the reason to live." She look at me with her stern gaze. "I was always wanting to die, what's left for me anyway. But when I met him-"

"He won't remember you." She cuts my words even before I finish my sentences. "Give up, because you are not the one for him."

"Can't you see how comfortable he is with me?" I asked her, I don't know what's her for him. But I just know that they are not in the same page when it comes to feeling. I can see she likes him too, but this has to be fair right. I still have chance.

"I think I am being too kind toward you by letting you near him." She said look straight to my eyes. "Tomorrow, don't come back anymore."

"You can't make me stop to come."

"If it's not me, it should be he himself." She said make me choke on my saliva. No, he won't do that, he won't ever stay away from me. "One day." And with that she stand up when someone approaching us.

"Soomi I was searching for you." The man said while holding her hand. "What happen?" he ask and eyeing me after he realized that she is angry. "Calm down, baby. Jungkook need us now." He then said bowing toward me and left with her.

--
"Who are you?"

"Hi, I am Yin Ja In. I like you Jungkookie, let's be a lover."

That day I confess to him when he just woke up, his eyes widened, the red tint on his face can't be found, he looks so pale. I anticipating him to scold me, to shout on me, or worse to hate me. I will endure it, for today. Because tomorrow, he won't remember it anymore, right?

"I am sorry, I don't know you." He said. How words can break my fragile like glass heart.

"I am your friend. I was with you everyday." I tell him but he is still confuse and shaking his head. So I stand up from the seat beside his bed and reaching the diary on the table, finally sat back on my chair after dragging it to be closer with him. "Look, this is yours. And it full of my name." I open the diary and show him.

"No." what no?

"You don't trust me?" I ask him disappointed.

"It's not what I mean, I believe you could be a good friend of mine but-" he hesitated to talk at first. I hold his hand make him flinched, I know it's terrified for him but what can I do, I can't lost him.

"But what Jungkook-ie?" he gulped the lump on his throat before he speak.

"You are not her." What? He already could remember everything? How? How if he will hate me tomorrow if he start to remember everything? I panicked as my mouth gaped wide. "You are not someone I wait."

Who? Is it that short hair girl?

"You are not my Barbie."