No one ever said that forgetting everything would be easy. Sometimes your life pursues you and you can't escape it. Maybe that's precisely the problem trying to forget because the only truth is that we are our memories and each and every one of them...
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Anne opens her eyes at the sound of rippling water and the gentle touch of sunlight against her skin. She takes a moment to gather her bearings, slowly waking up from her restful sleep.
Looking out from her dormitory window, she can see the early morning sunlight bouncing off the lake, painting a serene backdrop with its soft, warm glow. The weekend stretches before her like an open book, free from concrete plans or obligations.
Anne takes a moment to glance at Elisa's bed, noticing she is still sleeping soundly. Deciding not to disturb her, Anne quietly stands up and begins to get ready for the day.
She goes about her morning routine, taking her time to freshen up and dress. As she prepares for the day, she can't help but smile, grateful for the prospect of a restful weekend ahead.
Sebastian is engrossed in a book when he suddenly feels a pair of hands cover his eyes from behind. He is startled for a moment before realizing the familiar touch. With a smirk, he recognized his sister's voice as she bid him good morning.
"I knew it was you, Anne," he says, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Good morning to you, too. You couldn't let me read in peace, could you?"
"What kind of a sister would I be if I didn't bother my brother, who looks too engrossed in that book?" Anne says with a hint of mockery in her voice.
Sebastian grins at his sister's teasing comment, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Ah, touché," he replies, feigning offense but unable to hide his playfulness. "I suppose it's your duty as my sister to keep me from getting too caught up in these dusty old pages."
He shuts the book and sets it down beside him, giving her his full attention. "So, what mischief do you have in mind for today?"
"Me, mischief? Never, brother; that doesn't sound like me. Speaking of Mischief, I noticed Elisa entered the dorm room late last night, almost midnight if I remember correctly. The last I remember is you were meeting her later that evening. So what were you two up to?" Anne turns to her brother, curious about the two's late-night escapades.
Sebastian chuckles at Anne's innocent act, knowing they are similar regarding lighthearted mischief.
At the mention of Elisa and their late-night meetup, Sebastian's smile transforms into a smirk. He leans back in his chair, his eyes gleaming with affection and amusement.
"Oh, you noticed that, did you?" he replies, his voice tinged with a hint of glee. "Well, let's just say we chatted by the Black Lake and enjoyed the scenery and each other's company."
