It's been a nightly occurrence when you started having flashbacks of memories that never existed. Tonight was just one of those many days. This time, you get a memory of this so-called 'Satoru' smiling cheekily as he gave you a piece of paper that has something written on it.

Your eyes fluttered open slowly as you gained consciousness. You were in your bed left confused and longing. The memory felt warm and cozy, but you knew to yourself that you never once had made a memory like that with someone, let alone with this 'Satoru' guy.

Hours later, you saw him. The main star of your memories. 'Satoru'.

Looming over you, he raised an eyebrow underneath his blindfold, intrigued as you stared intently at him.