The warm breeze of the season when colorful flowers are about to bloom like polished gems.

blowing through blue hair and a smooth white face It makes me feel so warm that I can't tell you.

white room interior And that body was on the bed. There were flowers planted in a vase next to the bed.

Disinfectant smell The sound of people walking behind the door

........This is a hospital........

....What happened?

...Why can't I remember anything?

....except....this matter...

Yesterday on the way home

Among the many people passing by me

Some people are in a hurry, some people are slow, time moves along with the sound of footsteps hitting the ground.

Suddenly, a voice shouted through the dense crowd in a tone of shock and fear.

"A car crashed. Someone got hit. Please help."

When people passing by turned their heads to look at the sound........they were even more shocked by the sight in front of them.

A thin blue-haired boy was drowned in a pool of blood. with a smile

............ That's us.............

..Ugh.......My head starts to hurt when I think back.

.....What happened?

Now I feel better than before. I want to know, I want to remember. There must be something that we forgot.

What should I do? How can I get my memories back?

Usually in dramas, people come to visit and tell old stories or walk around in the garden. And encountered the same events as in the past, but we, let alone the people who came to visit us. Who hasn't seen his face yet? will walk outside My body didn't have the strength to even stand up. What should I do like this?

If we get our memories back What will happen? How will we be? We wanted to commit suicide right then and there. All that pain and stress would come back, right? No, we don't want that. So should we take a new step? No, or we should search for the lost past.

..............do not understand

...............do not understand

Someone please help me walk in. I'm scared, so scared.

No, no.

We probably...........will not be alone in this world.....

When did the sounds of people walking outside disappear? Where have they all disappeared?

.....................................Isn't it true?......... .........................

'Calm down, why don't you go out and take a look? They might go take a break. Don't worry.'

Too bad, the more I think about it, the more scared I get. What will happen next? What happened?

Pa... Headache, pain as if something was squeezing my head. It's like it's going to explode.

An image came into my head. The book..is similar to the original. What's the name? The title is...memories....

I don't know why I was shocked, but it was so familiar. I don't know where I've seen it before. Is it about us? Have we read it? It might be a clue. We'll have to try searching to see if we can find anything. But...now I have to sleep and rest first. To continue fighting this nightmare

after falling asleep Had a dream that you didn't want to happen or in other words, other people saw it as a nightmare where a monster was attacking you. But for me right now it's probably a good dream.....compared to when I opened my eyes.

A white ceiling that I never thought I'd see.

It's as empty as we are right now.

'It's time to go on an adventure into this nightmare.'

You might have to try opening the door and crossing over to replace the missing part. It's like a canvas waiting to be created by the artist to show off to the public. But mine was a canvas that someone teased. I dunked it in water and all I had worked for was wasted in the blink of an eye. And I still cling to the original picture.

Stepping out of the building, you can see the blue sky opening up for little birds that defy gravity.

in order to fly to a new place White clouds resembling cotton candy If you were to sleep there, it would be so uncomfortable that it would seem like a dream. or fall to the hard ground.

'If you go to a bookstore, you should be able to find it.'

People passing by me looked expressionless. Emotionless like a robot But if you look closely, it's a person. Finally met someone else. We are not alone in the world yet. Slowly feeling relieved a little.

'Let's find it'

Hey, this voice came into my head. I don't know where it came from. It resounded in my head. No matter where I turned, I couldn't find it. ...but the sound sounded like I'd heard it somewhere before.

Follow a path that looks familiar but isn't. Until stopping at a bookstore It's a very old-looking shop, close to being broken down every time someone steps into the shop. What the fuck, let's not ruin it now.

Inside the bookstore Decorated in a Western style. There were bookcases arranged like a complex maze. No one came in.

Run your finger along the letters on the cabinet. Where is the letter C? Where is it? Then stand and stop at bookcase C.

This isn't it, this isn't it, that isn't it. Stop your eyes from shining. Stop at books that look old. but clean and without scratches "memories"

This is what I'm looking for. Picked it up off the shelf without difficulty. The condition still looks good. Thinking about the image I saw in my head at that time, it means it was published a long time ago.

'Let's read it'

This sound again Do you want me to read it? Yes, yes.

While opening the home page

'This book is about a boy who wrote it as a story.'

'It's his memory'

'Invite you to enter the world of memories'

When you finish reading this line Where does the wind blow from? Blow the book open continuously. and stopped at a blank page Looking out from the book The bookstore has disappeared. It turned into a black room with only white lights shining on us. What is this? Dream or reality? Illusion or hologram?

'Do you want to be...a part of us?'

The loud noise came from nowhere. Are you a part? Part of what? I'm starting to worry again. He turned his head restlessly.

'What is part of the memory?'

A young boy surrounded by endless questions. We've lost our minds. And who will it be combined with? What will it be used for? For whom? Who ordered it?

'Young man, you must have many questions,' the voice answered as if it could read our minds.

'Let's just say, the answer to every question. It's not us who answers.'

.....'But be yourself'

Suddenly the only bright light in the room went out. There is only endless darkness, no way out, like us right now.

"Now, please tell us who we are."

'You are you'

"What for?"

'For you'

"Stop, it's all on us. And who are you?”

'I am you'

It's us. It's us. What is it? Don't make fun of us.

It's like it knows what we're thinking. Like..really ourselves

'We speak the truth'

“In short, you want my memories.

But I just lost my memory. So I'm sorry."

I tried to persuade him to go find someone else. But there was no response back.

It was so quiet that you could even hear your heartbeat. The sound of your own breathing So quiet that you can even hear our thoughts. But I couldn't hear anything from that voice.

'Are you ready to decide?'

"Let's do it, let's do it. I'm willing to be a part of you."

'You agree, the contract is valid.'

When the voice finished speaking Everything was still black, but suddenly the body slowly disappeared, starting with the legs, close to the waist. Dissipated into the endless black air.

.....What is this? This is our end. Are we going to die? Do we have to struggle? Do I have to try to escape?

...No, it's better to leave it as is. It says it's us. ..Are we smiling..happy or crazy? ...I'm laughing like a crazy person now. My laughter rang out everywhere but didn't reflect back. Now my body is completely broken. I can't say I feel relieved. It's strange.

I don't feel afraid in the slightest...

At that time, there was a strange light. The sound of people's footsteps approaching. Getting closer I began to see vaguely Can't see clearly but The body is quite small and thin. Ugh...the light is too bright.

That person stood and touched my face. The warm touch of your hand make you feel relaxed This must be our last touch. So warm

And what little body was left disappeared in front of the girl.

The half-masked girl spoke in a whisper. After the person standing in front of him disappeared

“Heh... Don't worry, you'll definitely find something more fun than this boring world.

Okay...who should I invite next? I'm starting to get excited."

The girl began to laugh cheerfully. She walked and ran like a little child.

The dreary world has begun to rain. If this rain washes away the boredom The boredom of leaving this world would be good.

She jumps around like she's playing in falling water or jumping into a small puddle. Let the water splash up and hit the sound that shines through the dense clouds. And she began to hum a song...a song to the memories.