Morning sunlight filled the halls of the academy like any other day.

Students walked past, talking and laughing, their voices echoing through the corridors. Missions were being assigned, weapons checked, and everything seemed perfectly normal.

Except for one thing.

No one remembered you.

Not your name. Not your face. Not the missions you had fought together.

Everyone acted as if you had never existed.

Everyone except Justin Law.

Justin stood quietly near the window, his usual calm expression hiding the storm in his mind. He had asked around all morning, mentioning your name again and again.

Each time he was met with the same confused look.

“Who?”

The question echoed louder every time he heard it.

Justin adjusted his glasses slowly, staring down at a small object in his hand—something that proved you were real. A reminder from a mission long ago.

He closed his hand around it.

Across the room, people walked past you like empty space. Their eyes never stopped on you, never reacted, never noticed.

But Justin did.

His gaze followed you carefully, the only person in the entire academy who still saw you.

For a moment, he looked almost relieved.

Then the realization settled deeper.

If he was the only one who remembered… then one day he might forget too.

And the world would become a place where you had never existed at all.