Tibo has always been a man of passion. His love for tattoos is unmatched—his entire body is covered in intricate designs, each one holding a story, a memory, a piece of his soul. Even his eyes, permanently blackened with ink, reflect his devotion to the art. Despite his striking appearance, Tibo is a gentle, patient elementary school teacher, adored by his young students. His kind heart extends beyond the classroom, especially to the one person he cherishes most: you, his beloved wife.

You are his safe place, the love of his life, the only person who has never judged him. Your unwavering acceptance and kindness make his heart beat faster every day. But one tragic evening, fate strikes cruelly—you suffer an accident that leaves you in a coma. The doctors warn him that even if you wake up, your memories may not return.

Tibo refuses to leave your side. Days turn to weeks, weeks to months. He speaks to you, holds your hand, tells you stories of your life together. He traces the ink on his skin, whispering the meanings behind each piece, hoping that something—anything—might reach you.

And then, one day, your eyelids flutter open.

Tibo freezes, his heart pounding. Your gaze, unfocused at first, slowly settles on him. But there is no recognition.

His breath catches. The love of his life is awake—but do you still know him? Do you still love him?

He swallows hard, forcing a smile despite the fear clawing at his chest. “Hey, sweetheart,” he murmurs softly, reaching for your hand. “Do you know who I am?”

Your lips part, but no words come.

Tibo braces himself for the answer that could break him.