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I can't believe I gave birth to a special fanfic chapter so quickly. (Although the other novels are still in the works for over a year.)

While writing this special episode I have to remind myself. That this is a special episode, not a sequel, must try to tighten up the story and language. Keep content control from being more complicated than this. Because according to the original plot, it was more complicated than this. And while writing, I gradually It developed into a longer and longer story. I often had to slap myself in the face to compose myself, slowly cutting out many points.

I think this special episode should really be the last episode of Degree Star.

Thank you to all readers.

For readers who haven't read the first episode of star degrees. This is the link to the previous episode.

http://writer.dek-d.com/dek-d/writer/view.php?id=1491358

one morning

An anonymous package arrived at my company.

"Mr. Junior... I picked this up from nearby. With you coming to film a drama Guess you lost it in the accident.”

Inside the tiny blue velvet bag There was a simple silver ring, but on the inside of the ring, there was a layer of intricate and delicate-looking openwork patterns.

“Ours?” I muttered to myself after reading the short message. in the attached letter

It's not familiar at all.

More importantly, I normally shouldn't wear any jewelry. Go film a drama.

Maybe the sender misunderstood something?

There was no address or phone number to call back.

So how do you return the ring? By now, the real owner must be distressed because the ring has disappeared.

“Hey Jinyoung, what's wrong?” Jackson, who was walking by, asked.

"Huh, why?" I asked back, a little confused.

"So you stared at the thing in your hand and made a face?"

“Oh, look at this. Someone sent it to me and said it was mine. Have you ever seen it?”

Jackson reached forward to look at the ring in my hand, his face tense, then he snatched it up and looked closely at it.

"Oh... this... this..." The guy's eyes lit up. He held the ring up high with trembling hands as if he had found a treasure.

“What is this?” I became excited. "Have you ever seen it?"

"This is... That's right. It must be right."

Really very stylish

"What is it?"

I urged him to speak quickly.

But

"This ring," he changed his attitude and spoke in a stubbornly normal tone.

"Uh... I won't tell you if it's a ring or not."

I feel like I don't feel like I should be excited at all.

"But... the outside is plain, there's nothing there, but the pattern inside is very beautiful. Oh, it can spin too, so cool."

Can you rotate it too?

I put my face in to have a look.

"Does that mean you can wear it in two styles?"

Jackson shook his head.

"If you turn it around to see the pattern on the outside, You have to press down here, the ring won't be round and you won't be able to fit it on your finger."

Actually, you have to press one side in first. Make the inside stencil become less than half a ring that overlaps inside. Then turn it to the side that was pressed to show the pattern from the outside.

"Did the fan club send it to you?"

I shrugged, shook my head.

“He said he picked it up from around the area. I went to film a drama and had an accident."

Jackson turned the ring around and gave it back to me.

"If he picked it up from that area It might belong to someone in that area. You could try asking people on the drama crew. It might be easier. It might be a prop in the story, but looking at it, this ring looks meaningful. It shouldn't be cheap,” he said in a serious tone.

"That's it."

Jackson looked at the ring again. He tilted his head and furrowed his brow slightly, as if remembering. before shrugging and walking away

Third wound of the week...

"thank you"

I nodded my head in thanks to the team who were collecting the first aid kit. Look at the gauze covering the abrasion on his leg from accidentally stepping on it and falling off the stage while rehearsing for a show that will be performed at an event in the early evening.

“You've had a lot of accidents lately. Whatever you do, just be careful," the team warned before getting up and leaving.

"Are you okay, Mark?"

Yugyeom sat with his chin on his back and looked at me worriedly.

“That's it, I don't have any broken limbs. When I practiced acrobatik, the wounds were even bigger than this."

“That was during training. But here you are already an expert. All that's left is to be careful, right?" Jaebum argued. "The important thing is, this time, you didn't get hurt because of somersaults."

"I think it must be bad luck for you, so why don't you fly to get rid of bad luck and pay homage to the nine temples in Thailand?" Bambam turned to tease, still chewing candy in his mouth.

“Good, don't forget to take Jinyoung with you. That guy had to deal with a lot of misfortune, including a car accident, falling off a horse, and memory loss. Oh, I miss Thailand so much. Let's go tomorrow, okay?" Jackson grabbed Bambam and hugged him and rubbed his head gently.

"Oh... hyung, my hair's completely ruined." To respond like that, But that guy didn't look distressed.

"I heard that Bambam only recommended Mark," Yugyeom retorted.

"Let's go clean up the whole group's bad luck. Think about it, if something happens to one person, It affects the whole group, right? Come to think about it, maybe it's not just Mark and Jinyoung's bad luck. But it might be a collective fate with Mark and Jinyoung being the victims.”

Hmm... Even though the logic sounds a bit crazy, what I was touched by in the doctor's words was that he didn't blame others.

"Thank you, Jackson," I mumbled softly. I think he shouldn't have heard it. But Jaebum, who was closer to me, gently squeezed my shoulder. As if supporting my friend's words just now.

"Really," I realized.

It's already 3 p.m. Jinyoung should arrive soon. That doctor has an exam in the morning. By this time he was probably in a hurry.

"The matter of falling off stage just now Don't tell Jinyoung."

The entire room was silent for a moment.

"Not in time, hyung," BamBam blurted out.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

Youngjae held up his phone which had a chat screen between himself and Jinyoung.

Followed by Yugyeom, BamBam, and Jackson in the same pose as if on an appointment.

These kids...

“I'm sorry, hyung, but Jinyoung hyung asked us to take special care of you,” Yugyeom explains in a teasing tone.

"Special care? I'm not a child anymore." I raised my voice.

“Well, you've been hurting yourself a lot lately,” Youngjae retorted, pointing at his forehead to emphasize that there was another wound under the plaster on my forehead.

Suddenly, the dressing room door opened. Followed by Jinyoung's tall figure who came forward.

“Hyung!!! Is something wrong? Let's look at the wound."

The doctor rushed towards me without any delay. As soon as he reached him, he grabbed his head and shoulder, frantically inspecting his condition.

"Hem," the leader's cough immediately interrupted him. "Junior..."

Jinyoung was startled as if he remembered.

“Uh... Sorry, hello everyone.” Jinyoung greeted and bowed to the staff in the room with a smug look on his face. before turning towards me

Because of this Even though I don't want you to tell me.

I sighed softly.

He dropped to his knees in front of me. Then examine the wound which was already obscured by gauze.

“Does it hurt, hyung?” he asked, looking up. His eyes trembled with concern.

“It's too much, Jinyoung-ah. Just a little scratched. This is just covering the gauze temporarily so that it doesn't affect anything else..."

I haven't finished speaking yet. He bent down and kissed the gauze gently.

"Jinyoung!"

I quickly moved my legs away in shock. before bending down to whisper a warning

"Don't make a fuss around here."

He usually seems to be the most personable person in the group. But the script will do something strange. It's so strange that I didn't expect it.

"He's worried about you." He rested his head on my lap sweetly. "These guys sent me a message saying that I was bleeding profusely."

I looked up at the “those people” that Jinyoung was referring to. Everyone turned their heads away and pretended not to notice.

“You guys stop teasing Jinyoung like this.”

"It's been a while since I've gotten it back," Yugyeom said without regret.

“You too. Stop worrying about me beyond reason."

I caressed his head affectionately. before hitting the shoulder

"Hurry up and get ready."

Jinyoung grabbed me and hugged me tightly again. before easily agreeing to walk up to the stylist

Actually, I'm not a clumsy person. And in work, accidents like this can happen. Until it's probably normal again.

But lately I've been hurting a little more often...

Having said that, in the past... most of the people who were able to escape were able to escape. Because Jinyoung helped me many times.

Not just me, but everyone in the band, including the staff and people around us.

Jinyoung is a person who always takes care and cares for others.

Because of this I feel safe and not afraid of anything when he's with me.

Maybe all this time Maybe I'm relying on Jinyoung too much.

No, I have to be more careful. so as not to be a burden to Jinyoung

Even though I got my love back

But why do I feel like I've lost something?

If it's memories of Mark I can still understand. But that doesn't seem to be the case.

How did I live in the past?

Why do I feel lacking and not myself many times now?

It's like my own memories haven't fully returned yet.

But it's normal for people to have things that they forget every day, right? Even if you say that the memories come back That doesn't mean it will all come back. Even normal people can't remember everything in their lives.

However, things have not returned yet. It seemed to affect my inner self more or less.

Or should I refresh my memories of Mark again?

How tight is the schedule each day? But going back and searching for the past isn't too much of a burden. Especially if it's done for the people we love.

but...

Still can't accept it.

The jigsaw puzzle that was once completed Some have disappeared.

I still don't dare to search for those pieces.

tart...

Do Re Mi Fa...

Thump, thump, thump.

I ran my fingertips across the electric keyboard in the room.

I suspect the key is broken. No sound came out.

After losing his memory at that time I have a lot to deal with myself. Made me just hold this keyboard again.

On the key where the sound has disappeared There is a small sticker on it.

It must have broken before my accident and the previous Jinyoung probably left a mark on it.

I just received a new songwriting challenge. You must use the keyboard as well.

Tomorrow I'll take it in for repairs.

While covering the cloth to store the keyboard itself

“Jinyoung, I can imagine.”

Jackson suddenly burst into my room, looking startled.

"Is there something wrong?"

"That ring!"

Suddenly, the doctor's excited expression suddenly faltered slightly.

"Huh?"

Why don't you continue talking?

"Uh... nothing. I just remembered that I... Oh, yes, I came to follow BamBam."

"What's wrong with you? You called my name just now. Then you talked about the ring and then suddenly you recanted your statement that you came after BamBam. You usually lie smoother than this, Jackson.”

I hurriedly grabbed Jackson before his nimble feet could step through the door again.

"Wow... I really came after BamBam. What kind of ring is this? You're deaf. I'm going to ask you if you've seen Bambam."

I locked Jackson's neck. mischievous smile Put your face in close to get the answer.

“Do you think I will believe it? You came to me on purpose to tell me something about the ring. And you thought of something and didn't tell me. And that must be very important.”

Jackson grabbed my arm and shook it away. The doctor's face looked extremely hopeless. that must be revealed He took off his cap and rubbed his hair hard. before putting it back on again

"At first I was going to tell you, but... I realized that we had an agreement not to interfere in some of each other's personal matters."

"Huh? Is there any kind of agreement like that?”

I can't remember at all. But even so Some personal matters should not be involved in common sense. There's no need for an agreement.

"It's because of you all!" Jackson shoved my shoulder and shouted.

"Me?"

“Well, I can only tell you the ring you showed me the other day. I remember seeing it somewhere.”

"where"

"On Mark's finger... Three months ago, my left ring finger too. After coming out of that guy's room..."

Jackson quickly stopped his mouth as if he realized he had said too much.

“But the ring has a simple exterior shape like that. I might be misremembering. You go ask yourself. That's all I can say. Let's go."

Finished speaking, he quickly ran out of my room.

On Mark's left ring finger... After coming out of my room three months ago

That means...

Before I lose my memory?

So what happened? Why was Mark's ring with me?

Or are we...?

"Brother Mark"

Without warning, I opened the door to his bedroom.

He took off one earphone. Then he turned and looked at me questioningly.

I went and sat next to him on the bed. before taking out the ring from his pocket and showing it to him.

“Someone sent me this ring. Said I picked it up at the drama filming set. Is it yours?"

Mark looked at the ring in my hand with a calm expression.

“I didn't go filming with you. And how did my ring get there?”

"Then let me ask again... Has this ring ever been yours?"

Mark sighed softly.

“No, this is your ring. It's not mine." After saying that, he put the headphones back in his ears.

What is it, this kind of indifferent attitude?

I pulled out the headphones.

“Hyung... before I lost my memory. We probably won't... We're breaking up, right?"

He looked a little stunned.

"If I quit, what will happen? Are you going to break up with me right now?”

"Oh... No, I probably have a right to know the past, right?"

Even though I was the one who said that I would make new memories

"I just don't want to... Make the same mistake twice. At least if you know why we broke up..."

He looked at my face with stunned eyes. before answering in a firm voice

"The only time we ever broke up... That's when you don't recognize me.” His low voice trembled slightly at the end.

My heart is weak.

I pulled him into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, hyung... I didn't want it to be like this."

He hugged me back, burying his face in my shoulder.

“Ring, I still have mine. You don't have to worry.”

"Your band?"

I turned to look at his face.

Suddenly, my face became hot.

If Mark has one band and I have one, it means...

He took the ring from my hand. before putting it on the ring finger of his left hand

The size is so perfect it's shocking.

Slender fingers moved to wrap around the nape of my neck. The face moved closer. Before attaching warm lips

For a moment, I felt jealous of my past self. But on the other hand, I felt so sorry for the man in front of me.

He was carrying memories that only he could remember. Even though the person who has shared the same experience is me in front of me right now.

Within him, many stories overflowed. While inside I was empty

"I'll remember that quickly, hyung. I'm sorry I didn't try to come back," I whispered softly against his lips. Before kissing the promise again

He kissed me back with a feeling of complete trust in me.

“You don't have to force it, I'll be fine as long as Jinyoung is by my side. I'm happy now."

Mark... I can't take it anymore. My hyung is so cute.

Then Jinyoung won't endure it anymore. Even though this is hyung's room.

I moved my lips to nip at his earlobe.

Mark jumped away with a tickle and a fit of laughter.

I sprinkled kisses on her neck. Run your fingertips over the soft, smooth skin under your shirt.

I heard a soft moan. of the owner of the limp body beneath

"Uh... Nyonggi... don't..."

The seductive voice made me even more excited.

My hyung is fragrant and sweet, like caramel.

Suddenly, we were both startled by the sound of the door opening.

The young man squeezed through the narrowest gap he allowed in the door, covering his eyes with his hands. It's another owner of this room... Jackson

“Sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt you all, but... I forgot my wallet in the room. And Bambam is waiting for me hungry. If I don't come in now I don't know how many more hours I will have to wait. So I rushed in before you guys could stop me. You guys understand me, right? Let's just say this... I got my wallet."

The doctor held up something that he wanted me to see. As he moonwalked back to the gate

“You guys are fine now. At first I was going to invite you all together. But I think you guys probably aren't interested. I'll go first."

Finished speaking, he pressed the lock on the door and closed it gently.

“Huh... Jinyoung is such a jerk.” He pinched both my cheeks and shook my face back and forth in embarrassment.

"Ouch, that hurts, hyung," I moaned.

That moment He rolled over and was on top.

“Who, hyung? I am your oppa,” he announced with a mischievous smile.

"No!" I closed my eyes, dodging the kissing bullets that were coming my way.

"Be a good kid. And oppa will give you a reward."

Ugh, just now I was actually holding the upper hand.

Damn Jackson.

I secretly blame myself for destroying the mood in my heart.

How happy are you with the present? Being left to hug the memories alone Sometimes it's heartbreaking.

Every time we look at an object or a place of our memories Even though they're close to each other Instead, there was only me who felt the shadow of those bonds. While he didn't care about anything It's like I'm thinking only on my own.

But it's better than losing everything.

At least Jinyoung is still by my side. Create new memories Give it to us innocently

Jinyoung without a past...

I sit back and lean on the pillow. Look at the ring that you haven't worn in a long time on your left ring finger. He just begged me to wear it a few hours ago.

While he... Sleep comfortably. He poured his warm breath on my belly. It's impossible to invite him to fang.

I took off the ring and looked at it carefully.

The strange pattern inside the ring is intriguing. There is a semicircular hole in the middle.

I used to wonder what these patterns meant. Why is it on the inside of the ring?

Most of the patterns are curved lines. But there are few lines that are meaningfully straight.

I glanced at the ring on Jinyoung's finger.

The inside of the ring likely had a stencil as well.

“Can I borrow it for a moment, Jinyoung?”

I took his hand and gently removed the ring.

"Huh?"

He frowned slightly. Before I wake up

"What's wrong, hyung?"

He sat up. Twisting your body lazily before throwing himself into my arms again Rest your chin on your shoulder. Look at what's in my hand with participation.

His ring also has real designs, but it's not the same.

I tried stacking the two rings. Swirl and turn until the semi-circular holes connect.

It's a small round spot that's just right.

What is this? It's like straight lines connecting to form a shape.

But because the ring is not big And the stencil is very detailed, so you can't see it.

“True, it's like Jackson said the ring could spin,” Jinyoung muttered. before taking one ring and turning it

I stared at the way Then follow along. before stacking the two rings together again

“Jinyoung, please give me your phone.”

He searched for his cell phone before handing it over.

I turned on the flashlight and tried to cast a shadow on the wall. In case the picture is bigger like a projector

A faint shadow was cast on the wall.

"star"

Structure of the image that can be seen

The five-pointed star has a point in the middle.

Was Jinyoung from the past communicating something?

Why do I suddenly feel like that?

I probably wasn't delusional too much.

I turned to look at the face of the person next to me.

He stared back at me.

We stared at each other.

Jinyoung... What do you want to tell me?

But the eyes that reflected back Full of interest just like me.

“Dao... You once named a song called a star with dots between the words. Do you remember when you got married?”

“Oh, that song…” He was stunned, before closing his eyes and trying to recall his memory.

After a moment, the doctor frowned. He looked so tortured that I felt heartbroken.

I quickly grabbed him and hugged him.

"That's enough, Jinyoung. Don't force it."

“Sorry... I can't think of anything. Did I really write that song?”

"It's okay. I'm also sorry for putting you under pressure."

I kissed his forehead gently.

Jinyoung-ah, hyung, I'm sorry.

"But... a star with a point in the middle like this," he mused softly. "It's like I just saw it somewhere..."

Mark put on his clothes eagerly.

It was late, so we slowly Sneak into my bedroom In order not to disturb BamBam, Yugyeom and Jackson who didn't come back into the room tonight.

We stood in front of an electric keyboard.

That's right, the sticker on the key is a little star. with a point in the middle

“Because this note is broken. Jinyoung's ears are especially accurate on this note." Mark muttered about his past hair.

I've never noticed that I'm accurate with this note... But he admitted that it was the most familiar voice.

However, Mark's attitude and way of speaking Makes me feel strange

"Why didn't that guy take it in for repairs?"

That doctor he was talking about. It's me standing next to him right now.

Even though I'm here But he talked like it was someone else's business.

Mark bent down and looked closely at the keyboard. He easily pulled out the white key.

It was as if it had been prepared to be broken in from the beginning.

And the person who prepared it was none other than Aside from that Jinyoung that Mark knew.

Under the key that was popped out Has a tiny micro SD card.

“Jinyoung, please use the computer.”

I didn't have time to answer anything. He dragged a chair and sat in front of my laptop, turned on the computer and scrambled to find all the adapter cards.

I've never seen Mark this agitated before.

I was speechless. Looking at the lover busy in his own world

A few minutes later The contents of the card appeared on the screen.

Me, no... Park Jin Young, Mark's ex-lover.

"Brother Mark, it's me."

Mark's shoulders trembled. Immediately a soft voice was heard through the speaker.

“Jinyoungie…”

His fingertips glided across the screen as if he was very nostalgic.

I reached out my hand to the doctor's shoulder.

Hyung... I'm here.

But despite being this close But why can't I reach out?

"If you see this video It shows that something has happened to you."

The people on the screen had the same looks, gestures, and way of speaking as me. But something was different that couldn't be said.

"I have a confession to make... I have a secret that I have never told anyone in this world.”

The person in front of me was concentrating on the image on the screen as if he had disappeared from here without even a shadow remaining.

"Will you believe it or not? If I say I have a vision of the future."

Both Mark and I were stunned by what we heard.

Mark regained consciousness, quickly pressed pause on the video, listened again, then turned to look at me as if asking.

I shake my head.

“I don't know, but as far as I remember. I've never seen anything like that.”

Mark turned around as if leaving me alone. Then click to continue playing the video.

"Because I saw a picture of the future. That's why I made this video. Mark, if you don't remember me right now, I hope this video can help you.”

It means the picture of the future that I have seen. Is it a picture of Mark losing his memory?

Your vision of the future is completely wrong, Jinyoung.

"You're the one who doesn't remember me," a low voice murmured indignantly.

My knees went weak and I moved to sit on the bed behind him.

“I don't know whether you will accept me and listen to me now or not. So I made a video compiling our memories. In case I can find it on the day I'm lost. I'll take you home... Come back to me."

You've succeeded Jinyoung... Mark goes back to you from the first second of the video.

I felt so awkward that I didn't want to be there.

That's me on the screen, but it's not me.

I don't even remember I made this video.

It's like someone else with the same face is stealing their lover away in front of their eyes.

Mark himself didn't seem to turn around and look at me at all. Those eyes were staring at the person in the video with endless love.

Can't bear to watch any more.

Totally lost...

We don't have a past together like that guy.

Don't know the future like that doctor.

I've never been able to protect my loved ones like that guy.

It also leaves him alone with old memories. Without being able to do anything

That Jinyoung was too strong.

I slowly got up and walked out of the room quietly. Leaving my lover with the shadow of my past behind

Turn around again... Jinyoung wasn't there anymore.

I walked around looking for him. But there was no sign.

The craziest thing, what did I do?

I didn't mean to hurt him.

Just old memories It was too beautiful to take my eyes off.

I just yearn for it.

I admit that the moment I saw Jinyoung's picture in that video, My spirit felt like it was filled again. I am no longer a forgotten human being. I'm just enjoying what was missing.

Even though people who love themselves that can be grabbed right in front of us

Jinyoung... where are you?

I'll bring you back. And I won't let you escape me again.

It had been about a week since Jinyoung disappeared.

Everyone is searching for him, including family, bandmates, and the company.

He had never acted like this before. And he's not that kind of person.

Mark only blames himself. Searching for Jinyoung every day When he returned, he locked himself in that doctor's room. Until everyone became worried

"What?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, looking at the faces of everyone standing around the limp lying body of the oldest person in the house.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded as if they knew the answer.

Several pillows were thrown around him before five more large men curled up in Jinyoung's narrow room.

This condition is gone. Can't leave it alone.

But when he refused to go anywhere Let's sleep together here.

The pain of both Mark and Jinyoung Everyone feels good.

"Mark, aren't you hungry?" Yugyeom said in the dark.

But Mark was unmoved.

“Do you want me to sing you a lullaby?” Youngjae offered.

“No need!” Everyone except Mark united to stop their voices from being loud.

Even Coco snuggled up under Papa's firm arms.

"Don't overdo it," BamBam scooted over and pressed on to Mark.

“Tomorrow Jinyoung-ah will have to come back.” Jackson's voice sounded firm and filled with hope as the last. Before everyone closes their eyes and goes to sleep

It was a very uncomfortable night.

Hot...can hardly breathe

I opened my eyes in agony.

The first picture you see is... Coco's fluffy white fur

Can't get up...

Feeling numb all over It's like a limb is missing.

Or was this the result of my exhaustion searching for Jinyoung in desperation?

But... it doesn't seem like it.

The soft sound of someone snoring could be heard.

"Num... Num... Num... cool." A loud moan sounded in close proximity to the body.

Sunlight shining into the room Makes me conscious and remember

It's morning, I have to go look for Jinyoung...

But...

Phew!

As soon as you try to move your limbs It's like the body is locked in a tingling sensation.

But when I try to sweep my eyes around I found that I only understood half of it correctly.

Five large men were huddled together on top of me.

What is this?

Why are all these people sleeping here?

It wasn't just me who had difficulty sleeping. Everyone here is the same.

Even though the body is tired But he couldn't help but laugh softly. Even though I can't shed tears

"Thank you everyone."

I reached out and caressed the heads of the three maknae lines who had their heads tucked into mine and their legs spread across so that I couldn't tell which one belonged to whom.

But then I felt incredibly sad.

While everyone is caring about me But Jinyoung is now lonely.

Jinyoung, where are you?

“We have made progress on Jinyoung,” Jaebum hyung walked in and announced in the middle of the living room in a good mood.

"Really?"

"What's up?"

BamBam and Jackson jumped around Jaebum.

“There's news from Jinyoung hyung!” Youngjae hyung shouted loudly.

I poked my head out of the kitchen. Go in and help hurry Brother Jaebum to tell.

Of course, Brother Mark ran up and looked shocked.

“Have you met Jinyoung yet? Where is that doctor? How are you? When will you come back?” He asked a series of questions.

Jaebum hyung raised his hand as a signal for everyone to remain calm. Before reporting the news

“Jinyoung has contacted his family. Said not to worry, it's safe."

"So where is he?" Mark asked in a frantic voice. Go in and pull up Jaebeom's shirt to quickly spit out all the information.

Jaebum shook his head.

"That doctor didn't tell me. But my mother called to apologize to the company and said that she needed a little more time."

“Does that mean Jinyoung hyung is better now?” I asked.

"Probably so."

Jaebeom turned around and patted Mark's shoulder lightly before smiling at him.

"I'm relieved for a bit."

Brother Mark forced a smile and replied, not entirely satisfied. But it's still good that he still smiles.

I went to hug Mark tightly. Followed by Youngjae, BamBam and Jackson.

Please hurry back and be together like yesterday. Jinyoung hyung, we miss you so much.

A soft humming sound sounded in his ear.

familiar voice

I opened my heavy eyelids.

Jinyoung...

That's crazy. Why can't I open my eyes?

Even though I heard that gentle voice nearby

Even though I could feel the warmth of the arms wrapped around my body.

Familiar body odor

Jinyoung definitely wasn't wrong.

"...Nyeonggi" I tried to open my mouth to call out.

I cursed my exhaustion in my heart. Damn it, why am I so sleepy now?

"Mark hyung"

His call sounded next to his cheek.

Jinyoung, you really are back.

Don't go anywhere again. Don't leave me anywhere again.

"Hyung... do you believe in Park Jinyoung?"

"Ugh..." I moaned as much as my drowsiness allowed.

"So do you believe in me?"

"I... believe it," I struggled to pronounce it, "all along."

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't believe in Park Jinyoung.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't believe in you.

A gentle touch from the lips For a long time it was imprinted on my forehead.

"I promise... I will definitely come back to you."

No, Jinyoung, where are you going again?

"Do you believe in me? that I will come back"

"yeah..."

Because you always do that.

Suddenly, warm water drops flowed onto the surface of the face.

Not my tears

"love..."

I love you too.

A warm, gentle touch once again touched his lips.

Calm for a long time

Just a few seconds later I fell into a painful slumber again.

Even though Jinyoung is here But I can't embrace him.

Drowsiness separated us so quickly that it was frightening.

I woke up again Found himself lying on a bed alone in his room.

“Jinyoungie…” I mused softly, as if greeting an empty reality.

I turned weakly, looking around the room aimlessly.

But then you must open your eyes. Get up When he saw something unusual on a nearby table,

computer page There is a two-octave piano keyboard used in conjunction with a music editing program. There are also headphones plugged into the computer.

Even though the place was neatly arranged after Jinyoung disappeared.

Or... someone came in and used Jinyoung's computer with these things.

I went to explore Then I found that a key had fallen out on the keyboard.

It was broken into in the same condition as when I had broken into an electronic keyboard and found a micro SD card.

My heart is pounding.

Or last night, Jinyoung really came back.

I ran out of the room. Yugyeom, who was getting ready to go out, turned to look at him in confusion.

"Hyung, what's wrong?"

“Jinyoung is back, right?”

Yugyeom's eyes widened and he asked happily.

“Jinyoung hyung has returned?”

"I'm the one asking you."

The maknae's expression instantly shrank.

"And will I know? Since I woke up, I haven't seen Jinyoung hyung at all."

“What about last night? Has Jinyoung walked past your room at all?”

"I'm asleep, bro."

I changed my goal Walk outside and ask other people.

“Youngjae, did Jinyoung come back last night?”

The person was called and looked away from Coco. looked at me puzzled

“Did Jinyoung hyung come back last night?”

Why doesn't anyone know about Jinyoung's return?

Or am I really dreaming?

But... that keyboard...

After the day when Mark ran around asking everyone in the house if Jinyoung was back, right?

Two days later we received a phone call with bad news that none of us expected.

"Everyone... take care of yourself." The manager's voice floated down the line through Jaebeom's cellphone. "Someone has found Jinyoung."

Jaebum hyung nods sadly as he listens to the news, his expression becoming more and more serious. And there aren't any words. came out of the mouth until

"I understand. I'll tell the younger guys."

We are all restless and anxious. Because I'm sure it's about Jinyoung hyung.

"What's going on? Where is Jinyoung?" Mark pulled Jaebum's shirt on to get him to spit out information even though Jaebum hadn't even hung up the phone yet.

“Calm down first.” Jaebeom's face made an embarrassed expression.

Jackson pulled Mark away from Jaebum. Then hugged tightly as if to compose myself.

“Hyung, we are ready to listen. Good news, right?” He tried to change the atmosphere so that it wasn't too tense.

Oh my...my stomach hurts. Whatever will happen must happen, no, it has already happened. Please tell me quickly.

“The good news is that Jinyoung is back,” Jaebeom hyung said in his most cautious tone.

Brother Mark's expression was clearly hopeful. He pretended to go in and ask Jaebeom hyung again. But he was held tightly by Brother Jackson.

"But the bad news is... Jinyoung is in a coma at the hospital.”

The first person to collapse on the ground as soon as he heard those words was Brother Mark. His face turned pale. Can't say anything else.

“What happened to Jinyoung?” Jackson asked as he tried to support Mark.

"Someone found Jinyoung's body washed up by the river."

“Then why did Jinyoung hyung go there?” BamBam asked.

“Someone testified that they saw that guy jumping from the bridge. So I hurriedly called the police, but they didn't make it in time."

“Even though the weather is this cold?” Youngjae hyung exclaimed.

“After that, there was no sign of finding his body. Until someone found this morning."

“Jinyoung hyung. Jumped off the bridge..." I felt completely confused. "Normally, that guy who cares about safety will die."

I can't believe it.

"It's not like Jinyoung's hyung at all," BamBam complained, stunned.

It seemed like everyone still couldn't fully believe what they had heard.

"Mark"

Jaebum walked up and squeezed the shoulder of the person sitting on the floor.

“Stay calm, we're going to go visit Jinyoung soon.”

He was lying there...

He had been lying there for several days.

Even though the physical symptoms are greatly improved But there was no sign that he would ever open his eyes.

Even though the danger has passed The pulse returned to normal.

The doctor said that while in the water, Jinyoung's brain was deprived of oxygen for too long. He may have lost some of his memory. Or there is a chance to become the Sleeping Prince as well.

Still, don't lose hope.

First of all, open your eyes.

How many times will he forget me? I'll bring him back.

Won't make him regret the same thing again.

“Jinyoungie, I believe in you,” I whispered in his ear like every day he lay unconscious like this.

You don't want to see me anymore?

You don't love me anymore?

You absolutely mustn't leave me like this.

Holy Spirit, please, give me strength to my stars.

I held Jinyoung's hand. Make a wish

“Brother Mark, we are here on guard duty. Please go back and rest."

BamBam enters the room with Yugyeom. Both of them carried bags of bulk snacks.

“I'm fine,” I replied, running my hand through Jinyoung's soft hair, who lay still.

“But you should be able to eat, sleep, and take a shower,” Yugyeom argued. “Jinyoungie will wake up and see a nice-smelling Mark hyung.”

I bent down and smelled my own clothes.

“Just sitting there doing nothing. How can it stink?”

"Then you should move some more. Go down the elevator. Jaebum hyung is waiting downstairs."

Bambam came and pulled my arm up from the chair next to the bed.

“But what if Jinyoung wakes up now?”

"I'll call you right away."

Yugyeom came and helped push me on the back to walk towards the door.

“But I want to be there when Jinyoung wakes up,” I argued.

"So you're going to sit and soak in this state forever?" BamBam argued.

“Well, just go for a moment. At least go back and take a shower, get something to eat, and come back to watch,” Yugyeom added.

"but..."

While those two people were helping to push me away from the door of the room.

Teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

The vital signs monitor sounded a loud warning.

The three of us froze, our faces turning pale.

It's not true, right?!

"Jinyoung-ah!"

"Hyung!"

"Jinyoung hyung!"

We rushed to the side of the bed.

what happened!!!

Don't tell me that...

Yugyeom quickly called for a nurse to come to the room.

“Nurse, Jinyoung hyung! Please help Jinyoung hyung.”

Bambam and I helped shake Jinyoung.

“Jinyoung, don't worry!”

I grabbed Jinyoung's hand and held it tightly. Tears rose to the corners of my eyes. The trembling was almost uncontrollable.

But...

Eh!

The warm fingertips in his hand moved gently.

It was like he was trying to grab my trembling hand.

Jinyoung's figure in front of him

Eyelids are being revealed.

Look at the three of us.

Suddenly, the room door opened. Two nurses swooped into the room.

“What happened?” one person asked when he heard the beeping of the signal meter continuously going off.

The two of them came closer to investigate.

"Jinyoung hyung...my heart stopped." Yugyeom complained in a hushed voice, tears streaming down his face.

"Then why did Jinyoung hyung wake up..." BamBam continued in the same tone.

The three of us were so confused that we couldn't say anything else.

"Calm down, the sensor has come off your finger," another nurse said. along with picking up the problematic object to look at

“Hello, Park Jinyoung.”

The voice saying hello came from me in the video.

“You must be surprised. Why am I recording a video of myself in the future? If you're watching this video, It shows that you really forgot me."

I feel a little annoyed with this doctor.

"You forgot me. It's still not that angry. But you will make Brother Mark sad. I'm so mad."

You are the one who knows the future. So why did that accident happen? I cursed in my heart.

“Hey Jinyoung, actually, I can even see in the future how you will solve this problem. I'll tell you. I just don't know if a coward like you would dare. I believe in you, but do you believe in me?”

That was the last gift from my past self.

Because Mark believed in Jinyoung. So I believed in Jinyoung.

Because Mark believed in me. So I believe in myself.

Finally I came back.

The picture of the future that was too difficult to piece together had always led me to misunderstand that the person who would lose his memory was Mark.

So lucky that I saw my future before the day of the incident

Even though I woke up again with the old Park Jinyoung, I couldn't see the future anymore.

Maybe... that would be better.

The absence of any special powers It made me mentally prepare all the time to do my best in the present moment. Because we never know when something unexpected will happen.

I will focus on every second.

I will protect the people I love with the strength I have as a normal person.

“So where do you know how to return those damn memories?” Mark asked after we got home.

Previously, I had to think of reasons to explain to people around me that I wasn't suicidal.

It is quite difficult to make people understand without touching on things that they will never understand.

That's why I pretended not to be able to speak for many days. to avoid being asked It was so uncomfortable that my chest almost burst.

But then it ended with me pretending not to remember any events instead. Both the stories that disappeared and the story of jumping off a bridge over a river

“What a ring,” I replied. “When I found out that the voice key was used to hide an SD card. I suddenly noticed that the pattern on your ring had a curve similar to that of a key."

Mark rolled his eyes as if thinking about it.

"After I came out of the house that day I wandered around to places where I might have memories with you. I didn't want to give up on Jinyoung in that video. I want to come back to you. I want to bring the person I love back to me. But traveling alone makes me think about many things, even small things.

that I almost didn't pay attention to"

"such as...?"

“For example, Park Jinyoung is me. If I saw a picture of my future like he saw I definitely won't be alone. I have to do something.”

“That's it, just putting up with using a keyboard that doesn't have a sound all the time. to hide the SD card in the keyboard I'm beyond stunned. But it's worthy of being a good boss."

"I'm smart, right?"

"So you don't think about it? that I won't be able to find it."

“I didn't plan for you to find me. I just hope you can find it. At least you should take the ring out and look at it often. As something important, in my case, I'm sure I'll find it."

“So how did you find it? It's on the other keyboard, isn't it?”

"Because of my ring Its pattern comes from the fa key. So I had to find a f key with a star sticker on it.”

"Why not just make the same keyboard?"

"Well, I'm asleep. I have to do it outside the room. You want me to carry a big keyboard? How can you get out?”

Mark sighed. Grab me and hug me.

“You really came back to me, Jinyoung.”

"I will always come back to you."

I hugged him back.

"Because you are my guiding star. Bring a lost child like me home."

He widened his eyes and turned to look at me.

"Jin Youngie"

"I love you. I love you the most."

I kissed his lips softly, looking at his face before carefully kissing him again.

Mark closed his eyes and felt the sweet touch. Then moved to answer slowly and for a long time, as if absorbing our feelings and warmth each second.

Even through painful times But the farewells of yesterday did not make our bond today any less fragile.

On the contrary, we become more attached to each other every day.

I don't know if we will have to be apart again in the future or not.

But no matter what I will scramble to get back to him. Because we are each other's stars.

finish.