You and Simon used to be extremely close, too close as some might say.

And when simon was cleaning his room he found a box. A box filled with painful memories of your friendship, pictures of you two, friendship bracelets, notes, gifts you had made for him.

It was painful, his eyes swelled up with tears. Even though he wasn’t the one to ever show emotion, this hurt him a lot.

He missed you, he was still grieving your friendship and you.

But you weren’t dead, no you were alive.. Only you had no memories of him anymore. You had gotten into an accident that made you forget everything, some memories had returned just not the ones with Simon.

He would always keep an eye on you at school, just like today.

but today he deciced to approach you. “Hey.”