okay, since many people would like something different (((: this isn't the official ending since it already ended in chapter 30. it's just an alternative ending. hope you like it~

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i opened my eyes only to be blinded by some kind of bright light, but soon my eyes adjusted themselves. i blinked a couple of times before i turned to the side to someone with black hair laying on the side of the bed.

his hand was holding mine tightly. who is he?

feeling just a bit uncomfortable, i tried pulling my hand away only to see him shift his head slightly. his face was now clearly visible. for some reason, seeing his face made my head hurt a bit. i pulled my hand away and closed my eyes and i slightly held at my head.

suddenly, i opened them back up only to see the guy sitting up, stretching his arms out above his head. he opened his eyes and stared into mine.

"soojin, you're awake!" he exclaimed as sat closer to my bed.

but i stayed still looking at him. "who are you?"

the look on his face changed from happiness to seriousness. his lips were slightly apart as he looked at me.

"it's me, yoongi. we go to high school together," he softly said, "you're my girlfriend."

girlfriend? that's crazy.

"i'm sorry but i think you got the wrong person. i-i have no idea who are. so can you please move away from me?" i told him seriously.

suddenly the door opened and i saw a two women walk in. one had a lab coat on. the other frantically walked over to me, tears slowly started filling her eyes.

"soojin-ah. you're awake," she quickly came to my side. i kept my eyes on the guy as we stared at each other for a while until i broke the contact. he stood back allowing the woman to come next to me.

"mom, who is that?" i asked her softly as i softly looked at the guy with black hair again.

she looked at me, confusion written all over her face. she looked at the guy and then back at me. and she finally spoke.

"soojin, do you not remember who he is?"

i looked once more at him. there was a painful look in his eyes as he looked back at me but my mind was blank. slowly, i shook my head.

a small gasp escaped her lips as she looked at me and then to the woman in the lab coat, who held a clipboard in her hand.

"why can she not remember him?" my mother suddenly asked her.

"well, due to her accident, it affected her pretty badly."

"so what does that mean?" the only guy in the room had asked.

the doctor in the lab coat looked at the guy first and then at me after letting out a soft sigh.

"you have amnesia. it seems that most of the memories you had, you cannot remember. as of right now, we are not completely sure if it is temporary or not."

"so what you're saying is that her loosing her memories can end up being permanent?" he asked.

the doctor had let out a hesitantly nodded her head. "i'm sorry. in the meantime, you can both try to help her remember the things she has forgotten. give it time. time is what she needs."

"thank you, doctor im," my mother said finally. the doctor gave her bow and then left the room.

"soojin, can you not remember anything? can you not remember him?" my mother asked as she pointed once again to the only guy in the room who goes by the name yoongi.

"i-i can't remember him. i don't know him at all."

"soojin... i-i'm... it's me, yoongi. we met in school in the music room, where i first encountered you. we're in the same class grade," he started to say.

i stared at him seeing how much it was hurting him. and for some reason, it was hurting me seeing him like this.

"i'm sorry. i really can't remember who you are. can we just hold on for a second, please. this is too much," i said.

"just get some rest for now," my mother finally said. "come on yoongi. let her sleep."

i watched the two walk out leaving the light on. i held at my head slightly feeling it pound ever few seconds. so i laid my head back down, but then saw at the left side of my bed a desk full of flowers in vases. there were so many pretty flowers all kept together in vases. slowly, i reached for a card in one of the bouquets and read the small handwriting.

"this are my first flowers to you. please wake up soon." -yoongi

i pursed my lips together and reached for another one of the cards placed on the bouquets.

"i replaced the water in the vases. i hope you like the flowers. i really miss you soojin-ah." -yoongi

all of them were from him. yoongi.

just remembering his face made the pain in my head appear once more. why does it hurt everytime i think of his face?