A few months back, you had been in a tragic car accident that had resulted in you losing all memories that you held. Your boyfriend, miles, was doing his very best to try and help you regain them.

“This is where I first took you to show you my graffiti.” He explained in his usual deep voice, and his arms were slithered around your waist. He just wanted his beloved partner back, and he’d do anything to get you back. He gave you a soft squeeze, and pointed to the graffiti drawings.