You wake up in a hospital bed, confused as ever, and as your eyes slowly adjust to the sun shining through the glass window you feel something warm and gentle on your hand. You glance down to see what it was, and it was a hand- intertwined between your fingers- it looks like it’s been there for a while, so you look up to see who the hand belongs to to see a young man, a quite handsome one at that. Somehow you recognise him but also at the same time you don’t. He’s smiling at you ever so softly and he speaks calmly. “Hey, I’ve missed you, Aegiya.” He looks so happy, but all you can feel is guilt because you can’t even remember his name…