Broken Memories

Countless Questions and Limited Answers

A/N: Wow! Okay, I didn't think this story would get this much of a response, let alone a positive one! Well, I am glad you all are enjoying it! I apologize in advance if any of the characters seem OOC. But I will do my best. Also, the first few chapters will be a bit short so apologies for that. But I promise they will soon be longer and a lot more interesting!

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"Will you please sit down, you're going to wear a hole in the floor at this rate," Bright requests, "0062 is going to be fine."

Arthit turns to glare at his friend but keeps on pacing. He shoves his hands into his pockets and turns his attention to Knott. His best friend only shakes his head in response. Arthit knows Knott is aware of the head hazer's reasons for pacing.

When they had taken Kongpob to the doctor, Arthit and Knott had decided not to tell the others about the junior's condition, yet. They didn't want to give out false information.

They had returned to the beach to continue with the gear giving ceremony telling the other juniors what they could. The younger engineer students had gone through the ceremony but with heavy hearts. Arthit had insisted that Kongpob would want them to do it.

Later the next morning the buses were expected to return to Bangkok. Arthit, Bright and Knott had opted to stay at the hospital with Kongpob until they found out the cause of the junior's lack of memories.

Knott steps up to Arthit placing a hand on his friend's shoulder, "Ai'Arthit, Ai'Bright's right. You're going to wear yourself out before we find out any news. I know you're exhausted."

Arthit moves to argue with Knott but stops when he sees a doctor approaching them. He wai's the doctor noticing his nametag stating his name as Dr. Yuvaves.

"Are you here for Mr. Suthiluck?"

The trio of Seniors nod, all anxious to hear the news.

"Well, we did some tests and Mr. Suthiluck does indeed have amnesia. It appears the young man was attacked. Along with the head injury, his right wrist is badly sprained and his entire body is covered with bruises." Dr. Yuvaves explains, "Now there is no reason to point fingers at you three since you are the ones who brought him here. But I do need to ask a few questions. First, may I know how you are related to Mr. Suthliuck?"

Arthit steps forwards, "Kongpob is our junior at Chaing Mai. We're all majors in the Engineering department. this weekend was our junior's final initiation, and a vacation of sorts." he takes a deep breath, "Last night the juniors broke the rules and Kongpob tried to apologize on behave of his classmates. I was severely disappointed in him and the others and I told him to get out my sight. I-" He tightens his hands into a fist, "I didn't realize my words had upset him so badly."

"Ai'Arthit, this isn't your fault," Bright says as he approaches his friend.

Arthit turns fast startling his friend, "It is too my fault. I shouldn't have-"

"Ai'Arthit, you had every right to be angry with Kongpob. It was the junior's choice to leave." Knott speaks up.

"Well, either way, we will need to contact Mr. Suthiluck's family. He does remember them. So I do know he has what is known as Retrograde Amnesia. Do any of you have his family's contact number?" Dr. Yuvaves asks.

"We don't but I know a way to get it." Knott answers as he pulls out his phone, "Please excuse me." he steps away. Ten minutes pass and Knott soon returns with a piece of paper containing a number. He hands it to Dr. Yuvaves, "Thank you for your patience."