#kickflip

~'Kyehoon

At first, Kyehoon thinks you’re just asleep. Then maybe busy. Then maybe ignoring him because he forgot replying to your texts again after practice 😭

But after twelve hours, something starts feeling wrong.

Your messages don’t deliver. Calls immediately fail. Your private account disappears.

And the weirdest part?

Nobody knows who you are.

Actually— no.

Not weird.

Terrifying.

Kyehoon is standing in the company hallway gripping his phone while staring at your contact like it personally betrayed him.

“Hyung, do you know Y/n?”

The staff member blinks. “…Who?”

At first he laughs. Because obviously they know you. You’re literally the creative director he worked with for almost two years.

The girl who argued with him over stage outfits. The girl who stayed up with him fixing concepts at 3 a.m. The girl he loved enough to imagine a future with.

But then another staff member looks confused too.

Then another.

Then another.

Until eventually Kyehoon feels genuinely sick. “No, seriously.” His voice cracks slightly now. “She works here.”

But when they search the employee list—

nothing.

No photos. No files. No existence.

Kyehoon stops functioning properly after that. He searches everywhere. Your apartment? Empty.

Social media? Gone.

Even your FAMILY looks confused when he desperately asks about you. “We don’t know anyone by that name.”

That sentence nearly destroys him 😭 Because suddenly it feels like he hallucinated your entire existence. Except he remembers everything too clearly.

The way you laughed when angry. The way you stole his hoodies. The exact shade of eyeliner you liked using on him.

No fake memory could feel this real.

Days blur together after that. He stops sleeping properly. Stops eating properly. Keeps searching anyway.

Until eventually exhaustion forces him unconscious at the company studio.

And then—

“Excuse me?”

Kyehoon’s eyes snap open immediately.

Bright meeting room lights. Cold coffee smell. Papers scattered across the table.

Someone’s standing across from him holding concept sketches. You. Alive. Real. Looking slightly annoyed 😭

“You asked for my opinion and then fell asleep.”

Kyehoon just stares.

It’s you.

Not girlfriend-you.

Not hoodie-wearing sleepy-you.

Creative director Y/n.

The first day he ever met you. You tilt your head. “…Are you okay?”

Kyehoon stands so suddenly his chair nearly falls over. Then before you can react, he grabs your face with both hands like he needs physical proof you’re real. You freeze immediately. “…Kyehoon?”

His breathing sounds shaky. “You’re real.”

“What???”

“You’re REAL.”

Meanwhile you’re staring at him like he lost his mind. Which honestly? He probably did. Because after days of losing you, seeing you again feels unbearable. So before you can say anything else, Kyehoon suddenly pulls you into a hug so tight you squeak 😭

And honestly?

That’s probably the exact moment he falls in love with you all over again.

~'Amaru

Amaru notices first because mornings become too quiet.

No sleepy texts. No random café pictures. No: “come visit me after practice :(”

Nothing. At first he smiles tiredly while typing: busy today?

Undelivered. Then slowly the uneasiness begins. Your café account disappears. Your number stops existing. Even the café itself doesn’t know you.

Amaru physically goes there after schedules despite exhaustion weighing on his body. The small bookstore café still smells the same.

Warm bread. Coffee beans. Rain against windows.

But when he asks about you “Sorry, we don’t have anyone working here by that name.”

Amaru’s stomach drops instantly. “No, she works here, she always works evening shifts.”

The barista looks genuinely concerned now. “I think you’re mistaken.”

That sentence breaks something inside him, because suddenly he realizes: every trace of you is disappearing except inside HIS head.

Amaru spends days wandering places connected to you.

Bus stops. Study cafés. The riverside path you liked walking.

Nothing. Nobody remembers. Eventually he becomes desperate enough to question himself. Did he make you up? No. Impossible. Because fake people don’t leave this much love behind.

The exhaustion finally hits one night while he’s sitting outside the closed bookstore café alone.

And when he falls asleep the soft ringing of a café bell wakes him. Amaru blinks slowly. Warm café lighting, quiet music, bookshelves. He was sitting in front of the door, by the sidewalk.

Then:

“Welcome in!”

He looks up immediately.

And there you are.

Wearing the café apron. Holding menus. Completely alive 😭

The first day he ever visited the bookstore café. You smile politely at him. “Table for one?”

Amaru literally stops breathing. Because after losing you completely—

seeing you again hurts almost physically. You notice his expression immediately. “…Sir?”

Then suddenly Amaru stands and walks directly toward you. Fast enough that you step back in confusion. “What—” And then he hugs you 😭

Right there in the middle of the café. Tightly and desperately.

Meanwhile you’re frozen in complete shock while this stranger clings onto you like he’s been searching for you for years.

Which technically,

he has.

~'Donghwa

Donghwa notices your disappearance quietly. Too quietly. At first he simply thinks: “She’s busy.”

Then: “She’s resting.”

Then eventually: "something is wrong."

Because you ALWAYS answer him eventually. Always.

But now? Nothing.

No texts. No calls. No existence.

And honestly? Donghwa handles it the worst internally.

Because unlike others, he stays calm outwardly. Which makes it scarier 😭

He searches methodically. Carefully. Relentlessly.

But every answer becomes: “Who?”

Even your school records disappear. The junior he loved suddenly never existed. And for the first time in years, Donghwa genuinely feels helpless.

One night after searching until sunrise, he finally collapses asleep at the dorm. Then suddenly—

“DONGHWA WAKE UP.”

Donghwa jolts awake immediately.

Bright sunlight. Dorm room chaos. Friends yelling.

One of them grins teasingly.

“A junior’s waiting by the door with Valentine’s chocolates for you.”

Donghwa freezes instantly. No. No way. He’s moving before thinking. Running towards to door so fast everyone stares. Then he sees you standing there nervously in your school uniform holding a tiny gift bag 😭

Wind brushing your hair slightly while you avoid eye contact shyly. The first day you confessed to him. And honestly?

Donghwa nearly breaks right there.

Because after losing you completely, this version of you feels painfully precious. You look up nervously. “…Sunbae?”

Then suddenly Donghwa walks straight toward you and pulls you into his arms 😭 The gift bag gets squished awkwardly between you both.

Meanwhile you’re completely frozen. “Sunbae???”

Donghwa just holds you tighter.

And quietly, almost shakily—

“I found you.”

~'Juwang

The disappearance destroys Juwang slowly. Because unlike others, there are traces of you everywhere except nobody remembers they’re YOU.

Old performances exist. Your group exists.

But somehow every video with you becomes faceless. Blank. Like the world erased only you.

Juwang stops sleeping after that. He searches interviews obsessively, Old clips and old award shows.

Nothing.

Until eventually exhaustion knocks him unconscious with his phone still in hand.

Then suddenly—

LOUD notification sounds wake him.

Juwang groans before grabbing his phone sleepily. And freezes.

Because every headline says:

“(group name) Y/N GOES VIRAL FOR CONFESSING SHE LIKES KICKFLIP.”

His heart stops. Immediately he sits upright. Then searches frantically. And there you are. Alive. Smiling brightly during a radio show while shyly admitting: “I think my favorite group recently is KickFlip…"

The clip that started everything.

The first time he ever noticed you.

Juwang stares at the screen silently for a long time. Then suddenly laughs. Actually laughs

Because after days of believing he lost you forever, there you are again.

Existing. Breathing. Embarrassingly adorable.

Then quietly, while staring at your smiling face on screen, he whispers:

“There you are.”

And honestly?

He falls asleep again afterward smiling for the first time in days, hoping to repeat your history together.

~'Minje

Minje refuses accepting your disappearance. Refuses.

Even when your number disappears. Even when nobody remembers you.

“No.”

He keeps searching anyway. Annoyingly, stubbornly, desperately.

Because there’s no way the girl who spent years annoying and loving him suddenly vanished from reality.

Absolutely not.

But eventually exhaustion wins. And when he finally falls asleep—

SMACK.

Pain explodes across his forehead.

“OI—”

Minje jolts upright immediately. Basketball court. Teenagers yelling. Woonhak laughing uncontrollably beside him.

And then—

“Oh my god I’m SO sorry!”

You’re running toward him horrified while holding a basketball 😭

The first day he fell in love with his childhood best friend.

Minje just stares.

Meanwhile you look increasingly panicked.

“Are you okay???”

Then suddenly Minje starts laughing 😭

Actually laughing so hard you get confused, probably finding him crazy.

Because after days of searching for you, the universe really brought you back by THROWING A BASKETBALL AT HIM AGAIN 😭

“You hit like a truck.”

“…What?”

And before you can react properly, Minje grabs your shoulders dramatically.

“You’re real.”

“…Should I call the nurse?”

Honestly? Valid reaction 😭

~'Keiju

Keiju notices your disappearance in silence. No panic. No yelling. Just slowly growing heartbreak. Because every place connected to you becomes emptier. And nobody remembers why. Eventually he stops talking much at all.

Until one night his friends drag him out despite his exhaustion. “You need air.”

Keiju barely listens honestly. Then the party door opens. And he sees you sitting there laughing with someone at the table. Alive. Warm. Real 😭

It feels as if it was first night he ever saw you.

Keiju genuinely freezes in the doorway. Meanwhile you glance over casually then pause. Because the pretty stranger near the entrance suddenly looks emotional 😭

His friends are confused too. “Keiju?”

But he can’t answer. Because after losing you completely, seeing you again feels like finally breathing after drowning. Then quietly, almost unbelievably soft, he whispers:

“…Found you.”

~'Donghyeon

Donghyeon breaks the most emotionally 😭

Because every memory of you is tied into his entire youth. So when you disappear, it feels like pieces of HIS life disappear too. School memories feel wrong. Hallways feel emptier. Even old songs he wrote for you hurts.

And worst of all?

Nobody remembers the girl who grew up beside him. Eventually exhaustion forces him asleep at his desk. Then suddenly—

Warm sunlight wakes him.

Donghyeon blinks slowly.

Classroom noises. Teachers talking. Students laughing.

Then he looks toward the window.

And there you are 😭

Standing outside the classroom while talking to friends, sunlight catching your hair while wind brushes against your smile softly.

The exact moment he first thought: “She’s beautiful.”

Donghyeon just stares. Completely silent.

Meanwhile you accidentally glance toward the classroom then smile politely after noticing him staring. His cheeks hits up, that smile genuinely almost kills him.

Because after losing you completely, something as small as your smile feels priceless now. Then suddenly he stands up so quickly his classmates jump. “Where are you going??”

Donghyeon ignores them completely. Already heading toward the classroom door. Because this time,

before fate can erase you again—

he’s going to find you first. 🫶

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