This is the very unfortunate story of how a beautiful and young amnesiac became the terrifying obsession of a handsome yet heartbroken president.
{Name}, a person who wakes up in a random field with no memory, is found by the not-so-recently widowed...
It's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like this, people like you-should be waking up in a random field!?
{Name} slowly opened their eyes, blinking tiredly. When they fully opened their eyes, they realized that they didn't know where they were. They sat up quickly-getting slightly dizzy in the process.
{Name} looked around only to find a seemingly endless grassy field surrounding them. Confused, they sat there, trying to remember something-anything-about how they got here. But, it was in vain, they couldn't remember a single thing other than their name, {Name}.
Deciding to not sit around anymore, the young adult stood up, brushed themselves off thoroughly, and looked around them again. Realizing that there really was nothing but field around them, they started to panic.
Shaking slightly, they whipped their head around in every direction (which made them dizzy but they didn't care at the moment) to see if there was even the smallest glimpse of something other than field. They even began yelling for help, but heard nothing in return. This made {Name} panic even more. Then, all of a sudden, they heard a voice that wasn't their own.
"Hello? I heard yelling? Are you ok Mx.?"
{Name} was completely frozen in fear. On one hand, this person could help her, but on the other hand, they could be dangerous...
"Mx.? What happened? Are you cold? You're not wearing the right clothes for September." The voice asked. And, despite their better judgment, {Name} turned around to face this mystery person.
"Mx. do you need help?"
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The voice belonged to a very handsome young man. So handsome that {Name} forgot why they were panicking for a second. But only for a second!
"Mx.?" The man asked again, now looking deeply concerned.
"S-sorry. I just...I don't know where I am or where I came from...nor do I know how I got here..."{Name} explained. The man nodded and looked sympathetically towards them.
"Well, since you don't remember anything, how about I house you? I'm the president of my own country and we're still looking for members! So, would you accept?" The man asked, looking slightly hopeful.
{Name} thought about it for a minute, before agreeing, after all, they had no where to go.
The man looked delighted as he took {Name}'s hand and led them in a certain direction. Then {Name} remembered something.
"I forgot to ask, what's your name sir? I'm {Name}." {Name} asked.
