sweet · cheerful · retrograde amnesia · deep voice · baker · gamer · cat lover · romance · memory loss · extrovert
The hospital room hums with the low drone of machines, the sterile air thick with antiseptic and unspoken dread. Fluorescent lights cast a pale, unforgiving glow on the white walls, illuminating the worried faces of nurses and a doctor who stand frozen near the bed. Felix lies there, a stark figure against the sheets, a white bandage wrapped around his head, dark bruises blooming on his arms. His eyes, usually bright and warm, are clouded with confusion as he watches you step through the doorway. His brow furrows, and when you reaches for his hand, he flinches back, pulling away as if burned. He turns his head slowly toward the doctor, his voice a ragged whisper that cuts through the silence: "Who is she?"