You are Minty Lavender (Season 1)
EP35. Paradox; Fox Rain


※ This episode unfolds from Jimin’s point of view!

"Tiring ringing ...


박지민
"....Ugh...What is this..."

I opened my eyes to the loud blaring alarm and something felt off.

It was a familiar room, a familiar air, but a strange feeling enveloped me, and I looked around absentmindedly, and a yellow post-it note caught my eye, indicating that someone had left.

'I don't really have anything to say... but I want to stop doing this too. It was so disgusting, just like the time I spent with you.'


박지민
"...No...shit...!!"

The love we shared. Well, that kind of thing never existed in the first place, so I didn't mind the fact that Kim Taehyung left me.

The only problem now is that I woke up in bed, having been in front of a grave.

If he had hit the back of the head... this kid would have definitely stolen the flower and gone to the heroine without hesitation... like a colt that had lost its reins.


박지민
"...No...let's not think too hastily..."

The only way to console my complicated self was to calm myself down by telling myself that it wasn't true yet.


박지민
".....I guess I'll have to see it for myself."

But trying to calm my mind wouldn't make things any better, so I had no choice but to head to Ami Hospital, where the female protagonist was.


박지민
"...Ugh...haa..."

Suddenly, I felt dizzy and lost my balance as if someone had pushed me. I almost fell over, but I managed to get up by holding onto the edge of the bed with my hands.


박지민
"Fuck...what did you do, Kim Taehyung.."

I endured the dizziness that was driving me crazy, and before I knew it, I saw the entrance to Ami Hospital. I raised my head and looked at the window of the room where Yeo-ju was, but I couldn't see anything because of the curtains, so I was just anxious.

As I was getting on and off the elevator, repeating to myself, "Don't think bad thoughts," I heard an unusual commotion coming from the hospital.

"What do you want to do with me!?!?"

"...Brother, please...this..."


박지민
"What is this..it's Kim Taehyung's voice!!!"

The owner of the voice I could clearly hear was Kim Taehyung, and I ran towards him without thinking even before I could be sure.

As I reached the corner, the vague shapes of three people came into view, but I was so dizzy I couldn't even take a single step. Still, I reached out. I was confident.

Two men and three women.

That woman must be Kim Yeo-ju

No, I'm sure it's Kim Yeo-ju...

'widely!'

김여주
"...Wh,what is it...who...who are you!?!?"

'fault!!'


김태형
"Put it away..."


김석진
"......"

My hand clearly touched the female protagonist's hand. But soon, Kim Taehyung's gaze, as if piercing through my skin, and the female protagonist's expression, as if treating me like a drunk on some unknown drug, naturally made me drop my arm.


김태형
"...Let's go, heroine, you must be tired"

Soon after, the female protagonist followed Taehyung slowly, her arm held by his, with a bewildered expression. In her eyes, which had lost their memories, there was no me...

I finally filled those eyes that I had been absent from for nearly 10 years... and then... again... they disappeared again.


김석진
"What is that kid up to?"


박지민
"....Ugh...Ugh...Fuck...Why...You don't know me...Why!!!..There's no way...Keuheup...Ugh..."

Even though I cried and pleaded with her, telling her not to go, as her footsteps gradually moved away from me... I felt like I couldn't overcome the power of her already lost memories.


박지민
"...Ugh...Take...Keep...I'm sure...I'll remember...I'll remember!!!!!..."


김석진
"....Depending on how you use this flower, its effects, side effects, and even its duration will vary. I hope that bastard Kim Taehyung...used it properly..."


박지민
"끕...크흑...흐윽...개같은 새끼.."

The corners of her mouth went up, filled with the joy of her life, and her head was soaked with the pain of not being in her memories.

The most contradictory feeling in the world is that you don't know whether the joy or the pain is greater.

Fox rain was pouring down like crazy on the planet I was on, and the rainwater was piling up in the crevices between the footprints left behind by the memory of her disappearance, trampling my heart.