Some stories begin with a spark-an accidental glance, a stolen smile. Ours began long before the world decided to take everything away.
I was her student. She was my professor. Forbidden, complicated... yet it felt like the only truth I ever knew. But fate can be cruel. An accident shattered everything, stealing my memories and burying the love we once swore would never fade.
She remembers it all-the promises whispered between lectures, the nights filled with words we were never supposed to say. And I... I only see her as my teacher. A stranger with familiar eyes.
But she hasn't given up. She promised herself she would never lose me again. And deep inside, no matter how lost I am, my heart whispers the same.
This is not just a story of love-it's a story of finding it twice.