I woke up and was greeted with an unfamiliar white ceiling, I scrunched my eyes trying to look around. All I saw was worse being attached to my body and a man resting his head on my bed and his hand gently on mine. "Who is he?" I thought as I tried to look at his face, I started to poke him until he stirred awake, his sudden movements and low voice scared me away. He sat up and stretched until his eyes landed on me.
"Y/n?! You're awake!" he jumped out of the chair he was previously sitting on and tears started to enter his eyes, his smile was so broad and bright.
"Uhm who are you? And who's Y/n?" I asked feeling very confused, what was he talking about? Who's Y/n? I started to question whether I knew him or not, but if I did, why was I so confused then?
His smile dropped and more tears started to flow. "No... no no no! This can't be happening..." he started to shake his head, I could tell he looked scared, he gently but shakingly took my shoulders, and I could feel him shaking under my skin. "Please tell me you're joking..." he said with a sad but hopeful smile, "Yo- you remember me right? Right?" he continued to ask, his voice also shaking. I looked at his teary eyes and shook my head.
Again, his smile dropped, and tears began to soak his cheeks. He kept drying his tears away with the sleeves of his hoodie but even more, tears would replace them suddenly the door that I never noticed opened, and the man in front of me looked at the person who was dressed in white and a woman who was standing in shock with a man holding her.
"She can't remember me..."
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"Do you know what's your name?"
"No."
"Do you remember what's your age?"
"No."
"Do you remember who any of these people are?"
"No..."
The man dressed in white who I learned was a doctor kept questioning me if I knew something or if I remembered something, with each question I felt even more frustrated that I couldn't answer it with anything but a no. The woman who entered with the other man was crying into the guy's shirt, the man was hugging the woman while crying. I couldn't help but feel like that I was the reason why they were crying, I hated it.
"I'm sorry..." I muttered, the woman finally let go of the man and wiped her tears. She went up to me and cupped my face, a sweet and loving smile grew on her face but I could still see the tears in her eyes.
"Don't be my little dove, you don't need to apologize. I'm your mother, and that man over there is your father." she smiled while saying each other her hand travelled to my head as she softly stroked my hair, her voice cracking while speaking but I paid no mind to it.
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????'S POV:
When she fell asleep Y/n's parents insisted that I head home since I hadn't left the room for weeks and so I did. And now I'm laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling still feeling the empty feeling I did before she even woke up. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that she's finally awake after a month but her not remembering me or anything we did together hurts... this pain is harsher than a breakup. Tears invaded my eyes without me knowing, I turned around and hugged the plushie that she gave me on one of our arcade dates and let it all out.
"I swear to you Y/n, I will help you get your memories back."
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Y/N'S POV:
After I was discharged from the hospital, a man named Chan would often visit me. He's really nice to me but no one ever told me who he really was to me before the accident, I think that he is a really close friend but my gut is telling me that he isn't my friend.
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