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Here I am, in a strange place with people who are busy with their respective activities.

"Can I help you?"

A soft voice made me turn around, looking for the source of the sound.  I saw a young policeman smiling kindly before me, his sparkling eyes looking at me;  maybe waiting for my answer.

"I... I want to report a missing person," I hesitantly spoke the words that had been on my mind for the past few hours.

The young policeman nodded understandingly, smiled and led me to his desk.  He motioned for me to sit directly across from him, and I reluctantly complied.

"Please tell the gender... Age, and characteristics of the missing person,"

The young policeman sat up straight with his laptop open in front of him;  it seemed like he was ready to write down every word I was about to say.

Before answering, I turned my body to stare at the window;  right beside me.  I stared at my own reflection reflected there.  Looks shabby, skinny, and messy.

"About 180 cm umm, his hair is slightly dyed-- silver."  I said doubting my own explanation.

Is it really silver?

The policeman looked at me with a faint frown etched on his forehead, he smiled stiffly and started fiddling with his fingers writing all my explanations.

"What is your relationship with this missing person?"

"I-I reported myself,"

"W-what?!"

The young cop fell silent, looking at me in bewilderment.  I know this is all weird, but I'm really going to report myself missing.

Today is exactly the tenth day I lost my memory.
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TBC

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This book doesn't belong to me.

All credits to the original author of this story bbe_yu

And Thank you bbe_yu for allowing me to translet your book's

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