The truth was that it had already been published in the Year of the Horse--- but it was remade to be better than before (or was it?). Anyway, please leave some feedback.

Short fic

It's also my younger sister's.

Your name is...

I woke up again... In the summer of the end of June

clear sky Allowing the warm sunlight to enter through the window of my empty bedroom... His feet touched the floor. A thick hand suddenly picked up the picture frame and looked at it.

“Good morning, Baekhyun.” His pitch black eyes were fixated on the image of the person there. Long, calloused fingers caressed the figure for a while. Then he got up and walked on the gray tile floor into the bathroom that was slightly waterlogged. Friends doing cleansing

Korean summer begins at the end of June. Flowers that should have bloomed on this page bloomed to welcome the new day's sunshine. Groups of cicadas screeched out a song. When noon comes

A tall figure sits and eats dry toast. On the big dining table It stands alone in the middle of the kitchen.

The atmosphere around him seemed lonely when he had to sit and do something like this alone...

Okay, now it's time.

A strong hand picked up fresh milk. and bread with sweet jam, put it in the bag, then walked out of the small house with a small garden next to it. Dwarf and ornamental trees In the past, tall and thin people used to take care of those plants together. But right now, only a tall person was watering the green plants.

The sunlight that shines down on objects on the earth is getting stronger and stronger. But it didn't make this place very hot. This Seoul area still has some cool breeze blowing through it. So I made it around my body. Not so depressed by the name of the season.

A slender figure in a long-sleeved shirt with a hood. Walk slowly or quickly along the sidewalk. Passing by many shops continuously. Until they stopped in front of a flower shop, a small smile appeared on his handsome face. walk into the store

"hello"

"Oh, hello, Mr. Chanyeol," the shop owner greeted. The owner of the name that was called smiled as usual. Because of the closeness that tall people often stop by here regularly. Every time I pass by this shop,

The shop is surrounded by colorful flowers. Looks fresh and smells good, not too pungent. It makes people who come in and out relieve their worries or stress quite a lot.

"Here, flowers."

"Oh...thank you."

No need to mention ordering a bouquet of flowers like other people do. The tall man had a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand. Five petals, some purple, some blue, some blue Decorated according to the lightness and intensity of the small petals. It has a cluster of warm yellow pollen in the center. Makes the flower bouquet the cutest and most worth holding. Probably that's because every time I walk in The jagged mouth spoke the name of this flower until the shop owner heard it familiarly.

When receiving flowers and paying bills The tall figure bowed, humbly thanked him and walked outside the cute shop decorated with colorful petals. Let the young woman stand and smile slightly. Look at the back that has walked away.

Two feet keep moving forward. Until you were amazed at the area of ​​the clean white building. People called it a hospital and walked in slowly. With a smile as always.

He walked into the place to find some people without needing to rely on staff or nurses. Address at the public relations point The tall figure walked into the elevator and pressed the top floor of the building without hesitation.

The lovely sound of the bell signaled that we were now where we wanted to be.

So he stepped out and walked to the far end of the building, which was another wide balcony. A large plaza that was a sky garden had a lone person sitting in a wheelchair there.

The nurses who take care of a person when they see a tall figure said hello They greeted each other ceremoniously and then spoke of the condition of the person they were watching from a distance. What the white-robed women said was that that person refused to touch any food. A huge gasp of air entered his lungs and he let out forcefully once. Before smiling in response, he walked into the sky garden.

The sound of shoes stepping on the grass coming closer to the person sitting in the wheelchair. It doesn't make people sit and pay much attention to it...no. If it's correct, it means not acknowledging it at all.

A tall figure knelt beside him. by placing the bouquet of flowers next to him

“Hello Baekhyun. Have you eaten rice"

But there was no sound in reply. Everything around you was so quiet that you could only hear the sound of the wind blowing back and forth.

“What are you doing?” His dark eyes stared at some figure sitting in a wheelchair, whose pretty eyes were staring blankly without focus. There was a small smile on her sweet face as she held a soft teddy bear in her arms.

"Do you know this? I used to have a lover.." Baekhyun finally spoke out as his first words of the day.

“That person has eyes that I love. Its serrated lips like to press against my forehead.

He is always cheerful and kind to me. No matter what I did wrong He never scolded or cursed me at all.”

A small voice chattered. With a happy face, which can be seen from the smile that appeared for Chanyeol to see.

“I like to make fun of his ears. But he laughed. No matter what I say

He knows that I like to eat bread with jam and plain milk."

Chanyeol smiled. Then he raised his hand to hold the little one who was now thin from not eating anything. But then Chanyeol's smile faded when Baekhyun said the sentence he didn't want to hear the most...

"What's his name?...I...can't think of..his...name."

"Chanyeol...Park Chanyeol"

"Yes, yes. How do you know?"

Some people turned to ask the person sitting on their knees. But when I turned to look, I saw A handsome face that couldn't stop crying tears. But there was no sound of sobbing at all. The eyes were wet with clear, colorless water.

"K..why are you crying?"

“No, let's hurry inside. My body won't be able to take it anymore,” the person said, wiping away the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. But then Chanyeol had to stop again. As soon as Baekhyun repeated his name

"So? Hey...you know...I used to have a lover...named Park Chanyeol.

Did you know that I... have a lover... named Park Chanyeol?"

"yes"

"Chanyeol"

"Where is Chanyeol? I want to see Chanyeol. Hehe..." Some of his body started to sob. Calling out to someone named Park Chanyeol isn't here? Where is...

Where is that Park Chanyeol?

The tall man next to him bit his lip before standing up, “Me!!! Standing here is not Park. Is that Chanyeol!!!"

Even though I've been standing next to you all this time. It was easily forgotten like this. He was in pain and suffering every day. No matter how you try to revive it. Baekhyun forgets him every day. It's like being cursed by God...

Even though I've been standing next to you all this time.

Instead, it was easily forgotten.

This is...too painful...

The small shoulders that were clenched tightly by the tall figure trembled. until the taller person was taken aback And set the little man free... "excuse me"

I don't know when Chanyeol fell asleep next to the bed... When he woke up again, he was being stared at by a thin person sitting in the hospital bedroom together. Warm colored eyes stared at the newly awakened person. "Are you awake, Chanyeol?"

“What's wrong, Chanyeol?” Baekhyun said with a sweet smile. that in the past would be given to him every day

Baekhyun called his name....did he call his name!?

“Do you know what you're talking about now?” Chanyeol stood up and looked at Baekhyun, who seemed to remember him. “So... do you know who I am?”

"What did you say? It's... Chanyeol."

"Um..it's me."

“What do you mean?” Baekhyun tilted his head suspiciously. But the sound had not yet stopped. The tall figure pressed his jagged lips to beautiful, cute colored lips. Before both of them conveyed warmth and sweetness to each other...

Baekhyun was called in to check on his condition after his memories returned.

Hundreds of pictures from the past Go back into an empty head

The whole day the two of them first met...

The day I started arranging the trees in the small garden.

Date of eating together

The day we held hands

That happy day Still remaining....

“You must have entered a state of amnesia...now it's getting worse,” the doctor in the examination room said about Baekhyun's condition. If we were to tell the story of why Baekhyun is like this. It is a disease called Huntington's. It is a genetic disorder that causes damage to the brain. Affects various activities in daily life, including thoughts, behavior, and movement.

Now he himself has been plagued by the disease to the point of causing damage to his brain's memory.

“Will Baekhyun feel better, Doctor?” Chanyeol asked with a pitiful look in his eyes. He hopes so much for Baekhyun to live a normal life. Happy like yesterday

Crack!

A large door, with the sound of a knob opening from inside. With Baekhyun sitting outside waiting.

"Oh, doctor, are you finished talking?"

"Yes." The tall figure suddenly burst into tears without realizing it...

"Why am I crying?" The tall man said in a depressed tone. "I'm sorry."

"It's me. For which I must apologize."

"Huh...I'm afraid. I forgot Akira, right? I heard the doctor tell Akira. That I forgot everything caused Akira pain, right?” The short young man raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had fallen down until his pants were completely wet. How long will Baekhyun and Chanyeol's lovers have to suffer?

"It must go well...it's okay... Until time, I will not be the same person. I definitely won't leave Baekhyun anywhere.

So...don't cry."

The next morning, the feeling of missing the tall figure Filled with small hugs who now sleep together on a wide bed Normally it's always empty. The flowers he bought yesterday were put in a vase in the bedroom today. Instead of putting a vase in the hospital room Warm sunlight filtered through the curtains and onto the bed, causing the two people to wake up.

"Good morning, Baekhyun."

“Good morning.” Baekhyun woke up with a slight smile on his face.

Chanyeol almost burst into tears. Because he is very happy that today Chanyeol has returned to being his lover like before...

"Um...would you like some milk? I'll go make some for you."

“Um, thank you.” Baekhyun smiled back. As he was about to get up to go make some warm milk.

"Kick"

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, I'm just happy. You know, I used to have a lover.."

"Eh...?"

“That person has eyes that I like and am fascinated with. Those serrated lips like to press against my forehead.”

“What? Baekhyun, are you kidding me?” Chanyeol said in a trembling voice. Will it go back to the way it was before?

“He is always cheerful and kind to me. No matter what I did wrong He was never scolded or cursed at all. He knows that I like to eat bread with jam and plain milk."

"Eh...what's his name?...I...can't think of..his...name."