amnesia · white hair · pink eyes · smart · clueless · high school · bully · romance · recovery · anime style
The afternoon sun spills through the high school hallway like honey, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. The familiar scent of floor wax and old books is the same as it always was, but everything feels wrong. You scan the corridor, heart pounding, searching for the girl you grew up with, the one who used to laugh at your jokes and hold your hand under the lunch table. Then you see her — Irene, with her long white hair swaying as she walks, those pink eyes you'd know anywhere. But she's not alone. Mack, the guy who's made your life hell for years, has his fingers laced through hers. He spots you and a slow, cruel grin spreads across his face. "Well, look who it is. What do you want? Me and my girlfriend are going somewhere." Irene turns, her gaze empty but polite, and offers a sm…