Friends

Hey everyone! Sorry it's been so long. I've got physical therapy, math tutoring (LONG story that I've already told a couple of you), a new dog that we adopted, and about a billion chores to do. But, I have gotten a chance to do this. Its 1:00 a.m. right now guys, so cut me some slack if it's a bit short, or screwy. And, someone mentioned my story changed perspective unexpectedly so I'll try to remedy that ASAP. Multi-perspective this chapter! Thanks for reading! Enjoy!

Yi Jung's P.O.V

"What?" She couldn't have just said what I thought she said. Please God let me have heard that wrong.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you? Where am I?" Her voice was calm, but I could see the panic in her eyes. There was a slight mist in the dark chocolate orbs that swirled slightly as she looked around. Her eyes kept flashing back to me, confusion written all over her face. Inwardly I felt my heart sink in absolute terror. She couldn't remember me! Oh god…she couldn't remember me. Heaving a deep sigh, I decided I'd try to see what she did remember. Maybe I could trigger some memories.

"Do you know Geum Jan Di?" I asked gently. Her pale face pinched indignantly.

"Of course I know Jan Di-ah!" She almost snapped; her anger almost made me laugh. "I have known her since I was very young. She is my best friend." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "But, who are you?" I gave an inward sigh.

"I'm So Yi Jung. I'm…a friend." She gave a small nod, her face still suspicious. Closing my eyes to hide my torment, I inhaled deeply.

"Do you remember any of the F4?"

"The F4? What are you talking about sunbae?" The slight panic on her face worried me. She really didn't remember me. She didn't remember anything.

"It's alright Ga Eul. I'll go get Jan Di okay? Just keep calm." I needed time to process this anyway. I got up slowly and closed the wooden door behind me.

"Jan Di, she needs you. She remembers you." The relief on the young girl's face was evident as she practically danced through the door with a screech of

"Ga Eul!" Jun Pyo gave a shaky laugh at his girlfriend's antics. I slumped into my seat on the uncomfortable bench again putting my head in my hands. Oh god…what were we going to do?

Woo Bin's P.O.V

I had never seen Yi Jung so broken.

"What's up bro?" I put a hand on his shoulder as he held his dark head in his hands, and then he looked up.

"She doesn't remember me." Oh…not good. Though he was refused to admit it, Yi Jung was crazy about that girl. And now she didn't remember him? That must really hurt. "It's worse though." He sat up, his eyes swirling with emotion. "She doesn't remember any of us. She doesn't remember the F4." I sat bolt upright.

"Not a thing about us?" I felt sort of like her older brother since Ji-hoo and Jun Pyo were too busy fawning over Jan Di to really pay attention to her. (Ji-hoo paid some attention. After all, he's Yoon Ji-hoo) and so when my best friend told me that she didn't remember any of us, that hit me hard.

"Nope, nothing. She doesn't even know what F4 stands for." He muttered grimly. "I don't suppose you have guys out there looking for the guy who made her like this." He gestured vaguely at the door to her room. As a matter of fact, I had Mr. Lee (my second in command) out looking.

"Well, let's just say that a friendof mine finds the drunkard. What would you do exactly?"

"I'd beat him to a pulp." My friend stated calmly and with conviction. He seemed to have forgotten his injured hand. I almost pointed out the flaw in his plan but decided against it. He would be tempted towards violence (extremely tempted), but I'd handle it for the most part. I didn't want anyone else getting hurt.

"Bro, she's gonna get better. We'll help her. I'm gonna go in and see her alright? Keep yourself calm. Ji-hoo, keep an eye on him will you?" He'd stayed quiet throughout the whole conversation, but gave a slight incline of his head. Giving a slight adjustment to my brown leather jacket, I braced myself and opened the door.

Ga Eul's P.O.V

The man standing just inside the door scrutinized my coolly, as if he were trying to solve an equation but didn't have the variables right. Jan Di had told me that the F4 is a group of four famous, popular, and rich boys at Shinwa Highschool. Shinwa was the high was the school that Jan Di went to. She'd told me that she'd saved a boy from jumping off the building because he'd been bullied so badly, and that was why she was given a scholarship to the school. I don't remember the name of my school. What was it called? I pushed the thought to the back of my mind, focusing on the man in front of me. He wore a tan leather jacket over a red shirt with faint yellow spots. The stern black shoes seemed out of place against the other colors of his outfit, and the calm black pants. He was slightly scary. I shivered.

"Hey, it's cool, I won't hurt you." He spoke quietly. He must have seen the fear in my eyes. "I don't suppose you remember me…you can't remember Yi Jung and he was the closest to you out of the four of us."

"Who are you?" I queried, curiosity and the need to gain back any memory I could was won over my fear.

"I'm Song Woo Bin. Nice to meet you-again." He gave a mock bow, and I couldn't help but smile. "I'm one of the F4." My eyes widened slightly. He didn't seem like an aristocrat or a wealthy person. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

"So, you go to Shinwa Highschool as well?" He nodded in confirmation. I decided to ask the question that I'd soon ask everyone. "Who are you to me?"

"I'm your friend. I think." He wrinkled his nose. "Yeah, I'm your friend." He walked to stand beside me and stroked my hair gently. "Don't worry. You'll get your memories back. I promise." With a sigh, I squeezed his hand.

"Thank you sunbae and I hope you're right. I feel like there's a big gap in my head…"

"You will get them back Ga Eul." He gave me a reassuring smile. "It will all turn out alright." I couldn't stop the grin spreading across my face. "I'll let you rest for a while and then send Ji-hoo in."

I opened my mouth in protest. I didn't know much about any of these people. He seemed to grasp my confusion.

"Don't fret okay? Ji-hoo is the calmest of us all, and he's good at explaining things. Seriously, he can explain anything. So don't be intimidated by him, and ask all the questions you want. I'll check in on you later alright?" I bobbed my head. As he turned toward the door, I couldn't help bursting out the thought in my head.

"Sunbae, you were right you know."

"What was I right about?"

"You really are a good friend."

When you're lost in the dark

when you're out in the cold

when you're looking for something that resembles your soul

when the wind blows your house of cards

I'll be a home to your homeless heart

~ "Homeless heart" By Jennette McCurdy

Hey, I know this is short, but I have a new one on the way. Ji-hoo's turn to explain. And I'll add in some more of Yi Jung's feelings and thoughts along with Jan Di's because it just seems like I should. Hope you guys like this, and I really am sorry it took so long.