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This is my home. You are my home.
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I was enjoying the cool breeze of Kamakura.

When I saw you, lying lifeless on the beach.

Your white shirt was soaked in crimson. The patches of blood made it seem like roses were growing from your body.

I quickly sent you to the hospital. I didn't know what to do. I was scared, and clueless.

What were you doing there?

Who are you?

Why did you get hurt?

All I did was pray for your safety.

The doctors came out and told that you passed the critical condition.

I was relieved.

But you had a hard concussion, causing you to lose all your memories.

"Amnesia," the doctor stated.

I barely know you, but I was sad for you. Empathy to be exact.

Your family must be worried.

You didn't look like someone from where I belong.

You looked foreign.

All I knew was your name.

Jeon Jeongguk, what a pretty name.

The doctors didn't know when you will wake up.

But I hope you will soon.

I went to visit you.

You were sleeping peacefully on the bed, a bandage wrapped around your head.

To be honest, you were the most charming guy I have ever seen in my whole entire life.

The guys at Kamakura are okay, but you were beyond perfection.

"Hey." I spoke.

The doctor told me that talking to you will help you wake up, so that was what I did.

"My name is Chiyo, meaning eternal. But trust me, I am not immortal." I giggled.

"My grandmother gave me that name. She wants me to live a happy, eternal life. I hope so."

I couldn't help but to admire your features.

From your small nose, to your chiseled jawline, your fluffy hair and to the scar on your cheek.

"Please stay strong and wake up soon, for your family."

I patted your hand before I left.

I don't know who you are but I would like to get to know you.