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The most bizarre occurrence befell
the executives of Bonten.
One of their elite colleagues
experienced sudden loss of
memory. None of her memories
remained intact , thus resulting with
her forgetting ev...
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Somewhere else, In a recreational park...
Second Person's POV
You ran, ran and just kept running aimlessly until you were out of breath. Tears were staining your cheeks. Your breathing was uneven from the lack of oxygen and continuous crying.
Reaching a recreational park, you looked around with puffy eyes. This place appeared familiar in your vision and was giving off a good vibe. You felt peaceful upon observing the new environment.
Walking over to a bench, you sat down on it. You exhaled a long sigh, wiping off the tears seeping from the corner of your eyes. You had calmed down a little although your heart was clenching with unknown pain.
The moment you heard the name rolling off that traitor's tongue, your heart instantly ached. For no reason.
Or there were actually reasons. Reasons that YOU couldn't recall due to amnesia.
' I have a child? But Kakucho never mentioned anything about me having child... Who is Kisaki? Why did that name sound so famili-' your mind drifted to the moment you encountered a stranger who knew your name.
' F*ck... don't tell me that Kisaki guy is... The same stranger who knew my name.' you weren't fully convinced. Half of your heart agreed but half of it disagreed.
You had no proper knowledge to find the right answer. Everything happened too sudden that it was too much for you to take in.
You sighed in frustration, clamping your face tiredly. You were fed up with all these puzzles going on in your head. It only urged you more to discover your past. To figure out the truth.
Yet at the same time, you were scared of the person you would become when you do find out everything about your past.
Sound of footsteps were inching closer toward your direction. You didn't bother to look at the person , thinking it was just a passer-by. They sat down next to you while humming a song.
You heard them taking out something from their pocket and the sound of lighter lighting up fire greeted your ear. This passer-by really decided to smoke next to you.
Feeling uncomfortable with the smoker, you made up your mind to leave the place. Even though you found extreme comfort in this recreational park.
You lifted up your face off your palms, staring at the beautiful scenery of various flowers in front of you.
"...(Y/n)?"
The person next to you uttered your name. Bewildered, you shifted your attention to them. It was a tall man, his hair black with yellow streak. His most noticable feature was his tattooed hands.
"Wait, woah, woah. It is really you. So you were really alive. That obsessive freak wasn't lying.." The man chuckled in impressiveness. He flashed a smile, as if he was proud of you. "I'm glad you survived after running away from him"
