I remember this very scene.

It wasn't a nightmare or a hallucination.

It happened before.

My memories are pushed behind my brain, being blocked and can't be recovered. I look at the black space in front of my eyes.

Wonwoo. Where is he?

And then...something hits me. Not literally.

Wonwoo and I were being hunted down. Nothing in the world can be so cruel and devilish. Wonwoo's step uncle. He was done to kill Wonwoo......he wanted to take away something that will get him to surrender...which was me. Wonwoo and I only had each other as no one in our family remained. Wonwoo doesn't remember him, of course, since he got pounded on the head with a bat. I was just tortured.....Wonwoo didn't let him erase my complete memory.

I hear the door open, and the a deeply irritating voice says, "Get her out."

I am dragged desperately with my feet below me, no longer in use. I plead for help, but my mouth is being blocked off with duck tape. I am dragged onto a cold, hard floor and pushed down harshly. My complete memory..has come back as I cry and scream as my blindfold is removed.

A badly beaten, bruised Wonwoo was on the hard floor, spitting blood. I tremble at the scene, shouting, "Wonwoo!"

His eyes look at me with a glint of happiness as he mumbles my name. A man crouches next to me and says, "Oh sweetie. You don't want him to die don't you?"

I glare at the man and shout back, "You little fucking asshole."

Next thing I know, my cheek was slapped against, and it felt a vibration of pain and shivers. I feel myself being broken...as Wonwoo groans in pain, trying to reach his hand out. The tears fall automatically from my eyes. What kind of fate is this? Why must Wonwoo face this?

He won't be able to feel this pain if I didn't come back.

Then...something I must to do..that will save him.

I am pulled up into a chair and knowing I have no strength left, the man just handcuffs my hand against the chair. Wonwoo is dragged to the wall, resting onto his poor soul, as he looks at me.

The doors are being constantly open and closed as more men walk in and out. The boss glares at them all and shouts, "Don't moving you dumbwits."

They all bow at his command, trying not be killed. The man looks at me and asks, "Okay let's make this simple. Either you lose your memory and go back into the hellhole you belong in, or you die. Seeing Wonwoo, he would be able to survive....with the medical help he can get."

Before I make my decision, I ask a daring question. "Why do you want Wonwoo?"

He laughs extremely rudely into my ear, making my right ear lose a bit of its hearing. He shouts, "That kid is the perfect bait! How can I survive if I didn't say he's medically stupid...handicap. Nothing more or less. A family member helping me live. Who wouldn't want that?"

Tears roll down my face even more, as my eyes focus on Wonwoo. He looks at me, shaking his head. I didn't want him to suffer no more......

I look up at him and ask, "Could you give me a few minutes to talk to Wonwoo?"

He replies back, "Hell no."

I shout, "PLEASE!"

The room echoes with my shout and he covers my mouth with his filthy big hands. He threatens, "Fine, I'll give you a minute. Just don't yell."

I roll my eyes as he lets the men carry my chair and me towards Wonwoo. Wonwoo sits up slowly and slumps his head over onto my legs, resting them. I look down at him and stroke his cheeks. I whisper, "Whatever decision I make, whatever I do...just know..it's because I love you okay?"

He looks up at me with tears rolling his puppy eyes and he replies, "No. don't. We can escape. We can get out of here."

He clutches onto my weak hands and kisses me softly. I kiss him back, feeling like I won't be able to kiss him again. We pull back and he repeats, "We can get out together. Stick with me okay?"

I nod with my head, knowing that I had to do what I had to do. The chair is pulled back and I feel an urge to fight with what I got.

The moment he got his gun out, I attacked.

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