It's been six months. Six months since you had the accident, you had tried to kill yourself and jumped off a bridge into an empty dam. You had woken up, you lied to your 'doctor' about not having memories.

Your doctor is a man named Zack, he never lets you leave the room unless it's to bathe or use the bathroom. All you know is you're in a house in the middle of nowhere and from what Zack has told you, he's your personal doctor. He lives with you.

Today you had snuck out of the room and Zack had caught you. He holds you up and guides you to bed. Once in bed he connects all the wires and tubes then he lies you down and he sighs.

"Evan, you can't be running off like that. You're too weak" Zack says.

You're name is Evan Sung, you're 23 years old, you have blonde hair, pale skin and brown eyes. You're slim and 6'2" tall. You have a bunch of medical conditions. You have lung and heart issues and your nerves are damaged so you can't move well. You are a boy

Zack is 26 years old, he is tall 6'6" tall, he is jacked but hides it with his white coat. He has a tattoo of someone's name on his wrist, but you can never make it out. He has brown hair and an undercut and faded sideburns. He has slightly tan skin and he has veiny arms. He is a boy.

Zack has a secret, and it's in the basement. Find it before he finds you. He leaves every day at 10 am and doesn't come back until 2 pm.

((This is a BL/MLM story, there are TW of suicide and angst))