"I did not expect you to help them at the cost of half of your lifespan," Kwangsoo commented.

Oh Jihoon walked through the hallway inside the castle, and coughs escaped from his mouth while he halted. His face appeared awfully ashen, and his body was slightly crouched.

Turning his head, he looked at Kwangsoo, who leaned against the wall. A small smile was on Kwangsoo's face as he folded his arms across his c.h.e.s.t, and with a raised brow stared at Jihoon.

"It was merely that I want to try to be a good brother for once," Jihoon spoke out.

Lee Kwangsoo chuckled and said, "I did not know you had such interest within you as well. But since it is Moon Jiwoo, I guess it is possible. So, what do you think about being a caring brother?"

"Her smile at the end was cute," Jihoon vocalised before walking forward.

°°°

Around three month had passed since Han Minhyun had fallen unconscious, and there were no signs of him waking up. Nevertheless, Soohyun did not worry or panic too much over it.

As long as he was breathing and his heart was beating, she was aware that he was all fine. Jihoon too had informed her on how it took time for people to wake up from such a state, and therefore, her nervousness on the matter quelled.

It would be a lie if she did not miss his presence or constant teasing. Nevertheless, she was ready to wait for him to wake up. This was definitely much better than losing him for forever.

Han Minhyun laid on top of white bedsheets, and on top of him was a white blanket. His eyes closed shut, and a serene aura surrounded him.

Clutching on to his hand tightly, Soohyun said, "I don't know whether or not I have mentioned about this to you before, but Han Minhyun, you really look like an angel when you are sleeping. 

This gives me a great idea. Should I make mess out of your face and take pictures of that, so that I will be able to show that to you after you wake up? That really sounds like a great idea, and maybe I would be able to use that to tease you in the future. 

Aish! Too bad that your memories will be lost. But that doesn't make me too worried. You fell for me once, and what's the difficulty in making you fall for me once again. This is basically like a child's play to me. After all, I am a charming woman.

Han Minhyun, do you know that you are really disrespectful? Such a beautiful woman is sitting beside you and waiting for you yet you dare to keep your eyes close. I really want to punish you now.

What do you think I should do? Should I strip you n.a.k.e.d and tie you with ropes? Imagine you waking up with no memories and finding yourself being tied in a kinky way! The expression on your face will be really hilarious! Thinking about that now is enough to make me laugh. You are—"

Her eyes were widened due to shock. Nonetheless, in those dark eyes of hers, hope could be seen as she pursed her lips.

Han Minhyun squinted his eyes while he grumbled, "So noisy."

Joy spread through Soohyun's c.h.e.s.t in that instant, and her heart began to began to beat rapidly within her. She could not resist the wide smile from forming on her face, and her eyes sparkled.

"Wow! I did not expect you to wake up now," she spoke out, "Could it be that you're frightened by my words and decided to wake up? Aish! I can be really powerful."

Han Minhyun then opened his eyes, and turning his head slightly, he stared at Soohyun. There was confusion in his eyes before they were replaced with a stronger emotion.

It was not difficult for Soohyun to decipher the hatred held in Minhyun's eyes, and mixed with it was disgust. It made her stagger backwards slightly.

"Moon Jiwoo? What are you doing here?" he questioned— his voice clearly indicating how he despised her.

It was not difficult for Soohyun to notice how he addressed her as Jiwoo, instead of Soohyun, and she was well aware of how he had lost his memory. It was merely that she did not expect him to recognize as Jiwoo; she thought that he would be losing all of his memories.

The disgust he showed caused her heart to squeeze painfully, and although she tried to not let that affect her— by repeating how this was to be expected— it ended up causing more hurt to her than she had expected.

"You don't remember?" she questioned— the vulnerability in her tone managing to surprise her.

Although that was a foolish question to ask when she obviously knew the answer to it, that was all she could muster up at the moment.

"What the hell are you trying to play at now, Moon Jiwoo? Is this another one of your tricks!? Now, get out of here," Minhyun spoke out— irritation clearly being visible in his voice.

Hearing Minhyun use such a tone on her caused her heart to ache painfully, and as a crestfallen expression settled on her face, she stood up.

Tears welled up at the corner of her eyes, and not willing to let Han Minhyun see that, she turned her back on him about to leave the room.

That's when, she heard the laughters resonating throughout the room, and knowing that it was Minhyun behind, creases appeared between both of her eyebrows.

"You little fool, you actually fell for that; this is too funny," he said.

Astonished at his words, her eyes widened, and looking at him, she directed a glare at him. The tears that flowed down her eyes managed to shock him.

"You bastard, I really hate you. Whether or not you forgot you memories and hate me doesn't have anything to do with me. Go and die!" she exclaimed before running out of the door without giving Minhyun a chance to speak.

Nonetheless, joy caused her heart to swell up at that moment, and she wanted for this happiness to last forever.