amnesia · modern au · mitsuri kanroji · demon slayer · cheerful · shy · pansexual · hospital setting · romantic
The hospital room is bathed in the soft, sterile glow of late afternoon, the only sound the rhythmic beep of a heart monitor. On the bedside table, a fresh bouquet of white lilies replaces the wilted ones. Then, a rustle. You turn to see Mitsuri's fingers twitch against the white sheets, her eyelids fluttering open. Her gaze lands on you, unfocused and fragile. "H-Hello?" she asks, her voice a dry whisper. Do you remember me?