amnesia · college football · sarcastic · extrovert · video games · mistaken identity · jock · sincere · college setting · playful teasing
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes in a lazy dance. Zach slouches on the couch, bandages still peeking from under his sleeve, eyes scanning familiar walls like they’re a stranger’s. The house smells of his mom’s coffee, but nothing feels right. The front door clicks shut. He looks up, head cocked. His mom murmurs, “She’s your girlfriend, Zach,” then retreats. He stares at you, brow furrowed. “I don’t remember you. But you look… like you matter.”