you wake up with no memory of the past two years—no context, no clarity, just fragments of a life that feels like it belongs to someone else. everyone around you insists things are normal, that you’ll remember in time. but one person doesn’t act normal at all. your brother’s best friend avoids you like you’re a stranger… yet looks at you like he’s lost something he can’t get back. and the more time passes, the more you realise— you didn’t just forget your life. you forgot him.