I think I
love you.
"Oh Illu...
If only someone would love you."
I awoke in a cold sweat,
breathing ragged and heavy.
What..
was that?
A nightmare.
It couldn't be a memory
right?
All the memories have been positive so far
meaning that was just
a nightmare.
Taking a deep inhale,
I took a look at my surroundings.
I will still in the janitors closet.
Everything is going to be okay.
-
"I messed up my mission, father will be furious."
"Shh, dear, it'll be fine."
"You don't know my father %&#$!^."
"Look at me Illu, if I say it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay."
"But-"
"Trust me."
"..."
-
Another good memory.
Thank God.
Why am I so desperate for these good memories?
I don't even know this mysterious person
so why does my body warm anytime I get a memory
and butterflies fill my chest?
Shaking my head,
I made my way out of the closet,
and towards the hotel lobby.
-
"Why don't you live with me for a little~"
"Absolutely not."
"It'd be fun!~"
"Knowing you, no."
"Hmph!"
-
I continued towards the bathroom
I'd visited yesterday.
I won't find anyting
but I should at least wash my face.
-
Upon arrival,
I accidently bumped shoulders with someone.
"Excuse me."
"It's oka- Illumi?"
I froze.
How does this person know me?
Is this the mysterious man?
"Who... are you?"
The mans eyes went wide
before he spoke again.
"Now isn't this interesting... you don't remember me?"
I shook my head
Unsure what to say.
"I see. How about you come with me back to my hideout? Maybe that'll bring back some memories."
He seemed extremely calm
And well put together.
"Okay."
Was all I managed to respond
As I followed the man.
