I watch the butlers take Wonwoo back to his room by carrying him altogether. He seems so distant, like he doesn't know who I am. My heart starts to pinch onto my skin, making me hard to breathe. I put my hand against the wall to not fall. I choke back the tears that try to drip down my face.

I stand up again and ask, "When will he be awake?"

The maids shrugs their shoulders, not sure themselves. One of the maids usher me inside, letting me sit on the couch. I scan around the room and is surprised by the expensive china and beautiful wallpapers that decorate the boring white walls of the house.

I wonder how Wonwoo manages to live here alone...but then again, he leaves me for years and is living peacefully. The constant footsteps of the maids and butlers gets me irritated yet I know that I must not say a word, as I am an unwanted guest.

After a few hours of just admiring the area, one of the older maids tap my shoulder. I shoot my attention towards her and she says, "I am Mrs. Han, the right hand of Young Master Jeon Wonwoo."

I nod at her elegant voice and posture as she speaks to me. She motions towards the master bedroom and whispers, "Young Master would like to meet you."

I gulp and my footsteps are glued on the ground as I see Wonwoo lying on the enormous bed. I look around the room, the colors of royal blue and gold hypnotizes my eyes. It is like the king's room, and I feel like a worthless servant..as I know I am.

Wonwoo directs his attention towards me, with his face scrunching as he is in pain. Mrs. Han pushes me inside the room and closes the room. The room is quiet like I am alone in a huge box. I walk with baby steps towards Wonwoo's bed.

He points to the chair that is in front of him. I think, "How can I stand looking at him?"

His face shows impatience and he commands, "Sit down."

I obey to his command and sit down on the uncomfortable, fancy chair. I try to look away but he continues, "Help me up."

I scoff to myself, mumbling, "Does he think he's a king or something?"

Wonwoo glares at me and replies coldly, "I heard that."

I snap back, "I said it so that you can hear me."

He grunts displeasingly and sits up alone. His eyes are now having their attention on me, giving me a message that he's not happy, nor I am safe. I blink in confusion as he says, "Han Nabi. I don't know who you are. Why are you here?"

The tears fight their way out my eyes and I force them to stay put. I reply slowly, "We....-

My words are interrupted as he grabs my hand and pulls me close. Our faces are inches away and he looks at me like he was scanning me. His face....is too close.

I stop breathing and find myself observing him.

His perfect long nose....

His crest-shaped lips....

His dark, hazelnut eyes...

And the rich dark colored hair that is perfectly styled to be the best bed hair I've ever seen.

I bite the inside of my lip, thinking, "You're....just perfect like before... If only you remember...."

Wonwoo seems to understand my thoughts as he wraps his hand around my waist, pulling me near. My heartbeat increases and my breathing shortens again. His eyes are fixed on mine, giving me hiccups as his dark eyes melt me. He places his other hand on my neck, then cups one side of my face. He presses his thumb against my lips and says, "Han Nabi...."

I nod a little, trying to not move as much. He leans in closer and continues, "Speak."

He removes his finger, allowing me to speak. My lips quiver as his thumb is released from my lips. I say, "Jeon Wonwoo....."

He closes his eyes, gritting his teeth as if he needed a different answer to arouse his thrown away memory. He opens his eyes again, making them melt me even more. Wonwoo replies, "No... What is it you said to me before......."

I bluntly reply, "I need you."

His eyes then slowly loses its attention and fixes its attention on my lips. He replies, "It's you... But why can't I remember you...?"

Slight tears fall from my eyes as if I've been heartbroken again. He looks back at me and wipes the tears. He says, "I'm sorry if I do this to you.....I'm not this kind of person but I need to find out...if it's you."

I am confused by his words but his actions clear it up as he pulls me closer. My lips fall onto his lips and immediately he kisses me passionately. My eyes blink as I am hesitating whether to let myself go and kiss him back. His eyes are shut as if he's counting inside his head as his lips kiss me in syllables.

My eyes close on its own as more tears fall out and I wrap my arms around his neck. His tongue enters into my mouth and I willingly let him take control. I feel like my breathes are taken by his control, and I try to pull back, but he stops me from doing so. His arms wrap around me tighter and I place my hands on his chest. One hand of mine reaches up and starts playing with the back of his hair.

Even if I couldn't breathe properly, I know I can't back up. It seems like he's trying to figure something out, and I will let him as I know I hate him too much that I actually like him too much. He breaks it a little and kisses the side of my neck without a word. After doing so, a slight moan slips from my mouth. He takes a small breathe and kisses me again.

No one seems to bother us. However, the light in his room seems to diminish and I feel myself just being lost in a world.....

A world where it is only Wonwoo and I....

A fantasy that can't broken until one of us breaks it....

The enchanting kiss that has been missed...

Since the day he left me......

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