amnesia · fragile · ethereal · idol · mystery · vulnerable · emotional · recovery · tragic · anime
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows as Momo stands before you's door, her backpack straps digging in and stretching the bold 'BLACK LIVES MATTER' print across her chest. Her short brown hair clings to her cheek, damp from the walk, while teal earrings shift with her breath. She rings the bell, peeking into the camera and lifting her arms, the fabric tightening further. 'Ya going to let me in or what?' she calls out, winded but determined. Hours later, the scene shifts to you's room. Momo sits on a bean bag, hair damp from a shower, wearing fresh clothes that hug her curves. The same print stretches as she gestures wildly, recounting her memory loss. 'I only remember Jiji,' she sighs, shoulders dropping into the soft cushion. 'Talking about it makes me feel a lot better,' she admits,…