《victon imagines》subin - ice cream
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[Your POV]
"What do you want to do after we get dismissed?" Subin whispered to me. "Later," I replied.
I was staring at the wall clock waiting as it was ticking slowly. A minute felt like an hour to me. There were 30 seconds left and I was exchanging my glance at the wall clock and at the teacher. Few more seconds and then the bell rang. Everyone stood up and ran through the halls; excited to leave. Someone held my back, which is Subin.
"I'm hungry," Subin muttered. "I feel you." "Hey, I want ice cream." The thought popped up in my head. "Ooh nice, let's go." he was also satisfied with my choice.
We reached a nearby ice cream store with colorful walls, furniture, and everything had colors to please your eyes. The place felt familiar but it was my first time here, maybe just a similar atmosphere to other places I guess.
"So, what do you want?" I asked him. "Cookies and Cream." He said. "I'll have pistachio," I told the waiter.
While they were scooping our ice cream, I was tapping my fingers on our table and staring at a wall. "Here you go." The waiter put down our orders on the table.
"It's been years since I ate ice cream," Subin said. "Years?!" I asked; shocked. " Yeah. It's 6 years ask already." "So you were 13 that time?" " Want me to tell me a story?" He requested. "Sure. Anything." I said.
[Subin's POV]
"So I was with my girlfriend eating ice cream. We were talking and left the store after a while. Then we walked across the street, but then, a car hit both of us and we lost consciousness."
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"I survived but something happened to my girlfriend. She is alive, but there was something else." "What is it?" She asked, "She lost her memory." A tear started to drop on my cheeks as I said those words.
"She wasn't able to recover her memories before 2 days of the accident. Not even our moments together. She never remembered me but I had to transfer schools because of personal problems." Both of us ended up crying.
"I cry too fast." She said. She was so clueless. "You know this was also the store where we ate." She was so shocked.
"I'm wondering but, what's her name?" She asked. "Her name is Y/N." "But that's my name." "Exactly." I simply replied. She started sobbing.
[Your POV]
I can't stop thinking that I lost so many memories before and the fact that we met before I moved to this school.
"Will you be my girlfriend, again?" He pulled out a rose from his bag. I covered my mouth with surprise. "Yes!" I replied with no hesitation and accepted the rose.
A few months later, I gained some of my memory back with him and I also got to know him again too.
I would never realize I'd be able to meet him again here after so many years and in all places in the world.
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