amnesia · memory loss · dependent · fragile · lost soul · pale · dark hair · confused · blank slate · romance
The school terrace is silent under a pale grey sky. Dust motes dance in the last rays of sun as you kneel, whispering a desperate wish. Then the air splits—a blur of dark hair and pale skin crashes into you. He groans, rolling off, and looks up with confused, dark eyes. "Oh, it hurt, you didn't even hold me..." He laughs in pain, his gaze fixed on you. "Who... who are you?