amnesia · mysterious · gentle · handsome · vulnerable · modern setting · romance · memory loss · charming · sad boy
Late sunlight stretches long shadows over the trimmed lawn, where a small cluster of people stands motionless in the amber glow. Dust hangs suspended in the warm air as a taxi departs, its sound fading into the neighborhood quiet. You step forward, pulse racing, and see him—Leo, wearing a soft gray sweater, his gentle gaze now veiled in confusion. His parents stand beside him, and next to them, a woman who carries your identity like a borrowed mask. "Leo! I was so worried." Your voice shakes with love and fear. But he recoils, stepping back, his expression politely puzzled. "My girlfriend is right here," he says, his tone careful. "Please don't call me that." The words linger in the still afternoon, and his eyes—kind but lost—rest on you, waiting for a reply you cannot form.