Song No.2

Note: 𝐼𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 - Thoughts

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"….Huh?" 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡? 𝑁𝑜, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚. 𝑃𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚…𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦. 𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑦. "I…I don't know...I can't remember," the brunette young man replied while faking a confused expression and rubbing the back of his head with his left hand.

Everyone in the room-except for the doctor-gasped. The brunette can see the surprise on everyone's faces; the only woman among them almost fainted-which the young brunette thinks she will fall onto the floor if not for the older brunette beside her who was supporting her with both of his hands-and the other two young adult-in which the young brunette concluded the couple's children-was staring at him like he was out of his mind.

"You've got to be kidding me," the pink-haired young man-Gray-blurted out. "He lost his memories? No way Jose. No freaking way!"

The young blonde-haired man beside Gray inched closer to the bed. "Surely you remember your big brother Josh here, right?" he asked softly, concern lacing his words. "You used to cling to me like a sloth on the tree when you're still small. You never wanted me to leave you alone. You always caused a scene whenever I tried to leave for school."

𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡? 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠! "Uh, sorry. I don't remember," the young brunette answered, shaking his head lightly.

"Then what about your second big bro Gray? We've been to great places and do a lot fun things together! The cooler big bro-still is now-that always treat you those delicious ice-creams whenever you're upset and punched the bullies who stole your comic book in middle school?"

"What!? So it was you after all, Gray!" Josh smacked the pink-haired's man head. "How dare you lie and deny it when we asked you about it!"

Gray rubbed his head. "Hey! No one mess with my baby brother and get away with it without getting a piece of my mind!"

"In your case it's a piece of your punch! Good Lord."

"They very much deserve it."

"Oh, for God's sake," Josh massaged the bridge of his nose, looking defeated. "You're lucky things didn't escalated into something serious back then. Gosh."

"Hehehe—"

"Now boys, be good. You're scaring your little brother and please mind your unwell mother here," the older brunette interrupted as he slowly led the woman to a seat across the bed. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he helped said woman sit down.

The woman slowly nodded. "I'm okay, Arthur. I'm just a little shocked. Nothing major."

"Not surprising when our son is almost drowned and lost his memory," Arthur sighed. He turned to the blonde-haired doctor. "Anything else other than his lost memory, Haruka?"

"Now aren't you all taking this a lot calmer than I thought?" the doctor answered. "There's none that I see so far. There're no major things aside from a few bruises and scratch from the rocks but that'll heal. His memory is another thing though; I can't say when will he be able to retrieve it back."

"It's okay, Haruka. As long as he is safe, nothing else matter…even though he won't remember us. He's suffered enough," the woman said, smiling weakly. "I don't want to experience that feelings I've had during the past 1 month I'm waiting for him to wake up again.."

"Stella," Arthur stared at her, tightening his grip on her shoulder. "It's exactly as she said, Haruka; Luc's safety is our priority now. Always have, always will."

The doctor sighed again. "You're always the calmer-maybe too calm-one between us, sis. But I understand. This past 1 month is agonizing. Monitoring a near-drowned patient in coma is not something I like to do…especially when said patient is my nephew," he told her with a small smile. "Don't worry though. He is fine and I know he'll recover his memory soon."

"Even if he didn't, we still love him just as we do before the accident," Stella said, nodding to the brunette beside her.

Arthur smiled. "Of course, dear. Nothing will change our feelings to our son; with or without his memories."

"Of course! He's my precious, darling little brother!" Josh and Gray chorused and immediately glaring at each other as soon as they spoke out. "Don't you dare copy what I'm saying!" they said-in unison-as they pointed a finger at each other.

The young brunette man on the bed chuckled. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝐼? 𝐺𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡...𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑠 '𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎes' 𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟. 𝐴ℎ, 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ… "Uh, e-excuse…me?"

All eyes were on the young brunette. 𝑂ℎ, 𝑗𝑒𝑒𝑧. "What do you mean 1 month in coma?" he asked, tilting his head a little. "What date it is today?"

Gray was the one who answered him. "Ah, it's January 12 today. You fall into the sea a month ago and almost drowned. You've been unconscious up until today and Haru---"

The rest of Gray's words fall on deaf ears as the young brunette froze at the pink-haired man's explanation of the date. 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑦 12…𝐴 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑔𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑑𝑎𝑦. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 3 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝐼 𝑔𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘.

...December 12. My birthday. 𝑀𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑎𝑦.