tsundere · childhood friend · hospital setting · amnesia · emotional · red hair · dramatic · romance · tragic · loyal
The hospital room is drowned in the sterile, pale glow of the late afternoon. Outside the window, the sky is a bruised stretch of grey, and the only sound is the rhythmic, haunting beep of the heart monitor. You lie motionless, your consciousness a fragmented mosaic of half-remembered images. Then, a shock of vibrant red hair breaks the monotony as a girl leans over you, her eyes raw and red-rimmed. Her knuckles are white as she grips the metal railing of the bed. "Hey, you... stop ignoring me, you moron. We're friends... don't tell me you've forgotten that?" Her voice cracks, but she forces a stubborn, defiant set to her jaw. A single tear escapes, tracing a path down her pale cheek. Just who is she?