Remember me.

Chapter 2 ["who are you?"]

YOUR POV

DAY 4

It is so cold today!
Ugh, I should've brought a jacket with me.

I've been waiting for 'Orian Tune' since what seems like forever.

I wonder who the guy is. It's been a while.

"Oh, darn," I say aloud suddenly realising that, I don't even know how the boy looks! I didn't even save his phone number.

I know! I'll call Zoa and ask for help.

I dial in her number and wait.

She isn't picking up.

This park is so huge. I'll never find him at this rate.

"What should I do!?" I sigh.

I'm a total mess. I shouldn't have even come here. I haven't even had lunch yet.

Why world? What did I do to deserve an empty belly!

Food is all I can think about.

I'm feeling really upset. I'm in a pickle. A mango pickle.

I'm about to leave the spot where I'm standing until suddenly, I see a guy running up to me.

"Hey Jewel, It's me-Orian!"

That's Orian? I wonder, how he knew it was me.

I pictured him as a person who would have been in their mid thirties or someone with a beard, and thinning hair on his scalp. He actually doesn't look like a bad man. I think he might be the same age as I. He looks likes he's in a greater mess than me though; with the shabby clothes and all.

"Um, Hey Orian."

I wave at him with a shy smile.

Orian comes to halt when he reaches me.

The boy tries to catch his breath. He adjusts his glasses and ruffles his hair.

"Jewel...I-I have a question..."

He is still huffing.

Orian locks his gaze with mine and furrows his eyebrows.

"Orian hold on! Take some rest! You can barely speak, you're huffing so much! Where's Zoa? Why did you want to meet me?! I need food." I quickly say.

My eyebrows are raised higher than the sky.

Orian smirks, and stands up straight. He is taller than me by a few inches.

He shakes his head and leans on one leg.

"Jewel, do you remeber me? You promised."