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"K... Kiss me?" you said and stepped behind "Right now you're...stranger to me...but are you really my boyfriend?"
                          
He laughed slightly. His laugh was beautiful
                          
"I'm not your boyfriend. I wouldn't mind being though. I'm your classmate and your partner at the dance club. In five days we have a performance we've been preparing for so long. Do you think you'll be able to come? You remember the moves and we can't afford losing you"
                          
You tried to process the pieces of information in your head. At the point where you knew nothing about yourself, was it a good choice to accept? It was probably something you really wanted to do before losing your memory and you thought you'd regret it if you didn't do it.
                          
"If it's so necessary for me to be there... I guess I'll accept"
                          
He smiled so widely you felt proud you were the cause of it. He hugged you tightly.
                          
"Thank you so much... And I'm sorry"
                          
"Sorry for what?"
                          
"I don't know what you've heard...but I'm the reason you're here. No matter how much I want to kiss you, even now that you're so easy to believe what I'm saying, I wouldn't feel okay knowing that when you get your memories back you'll probably hate me. So I'll wait...because I've got questions. What the heck I mean to you and...took that plate in your head instead of me. You're such a mystery dear Y/N...and I'll gladly protect you. I promise I won't lie to you, so stick to me as long as you don't have your memories."
                          
You thought to yourself what that guy meant to you too. Why did you do such a thing as getting hurt instead of him?
                          
"Stay to my house after you leave this place. We need to practice a lot to be sure about our performance" he said and you replied you'd think about it.
                          
But you already knew you'd do it.
                          
He took you back to your room and this time he stayed there too, at the chair next to your bed. Both of you fell asleep, first him and then you, while watching his sleeping handsome face, wondering if your previous self was in love with him.
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A/N: I noticed some of you commented on the originality of the plot at the part of the memory loss. 
                          
I'm rarely reading fanfictions here but at those I've read I haven't seen it. But it's something I've seen at movies a lot. 
                          
At this point I thought it was a good way to point out some things as what Y/N actually feels about Taehyung despite being reluctant at the whole book. 
                          
I'm sorry if you expected something original instead of a cliché memory loss. I'm thankful you've read so far and I'm thankful if you love it despite finding it cliché. 
                          
This is a fanfiction for your pleasure (inspired by an anime) to make you feel like you're sharing a life and moments with the amazing Kim Taehyung we love. Whether it's original or not, I hope you have fun. 
                          
It will soon come to an end.