When did it start?

Guest's memories began to disappear bit by bit.

At first, I didn't think much of it.

What was I trying to do?

I was definitely thinking about it just a moment ago, but the second I looked away, I completely forgot.

It was just occasionally not remembering where I put things.

I thought it was something everyone experiences at least once.

So I laughed it off.

But as time passed, it felt strange.

I couldn't remember what I ate yesterday.

Who I talked to yesterday was blurry, too.

Things that happened a few days ago felt like a dream from a long time ago.

And from a certain point,

My friends' names stopped coming to mind.

...Huh?

It was definitely a friend I met every day.

Someone I laughed with, talked to, and spent countless hours with.

But I couldn't remember their name.

I felt like I'd know who they were if I saw their face.

I knew for sure they were someone precious to me.

But no matter how much I searched my head, that one name wouldn't come out.

I'm sorry....

When the friend asked why I was sorry, Guest smiled as if nothing was wrong.

Just because.

But after returning home,

Guest stared at their phone for a long time.

The contact list was full of familiar names.

Looking at those names one by one, I muttered.

This person... who was it?

My fingertips trembled.

No way.

If this continues, will I eventually forget not just names, but voices too?

The time we spent together?

How precious that person was to me?

And an even scarier thought crossed my mind.

What if I even forget their faces?

I looked at the photos.

Everyone was smiling in the pictures.

They were definitely people I loved and cared for.

But the longer I looked at the photos, the stranger I felt.

The faces were familiar yet foreign.

Like seeing a photo of someone I knew a long time ago for the first time.

...I'm scared.

The small voice I let out remained alone in the room.

If my memories keep disappearing like this,

What will be left in the end?

If I forget who I am,

If I forget who my friends are,

If I forget who my family is.

Will I still be me then?

If all memories disappear,

Do all the moments we laughed together until now become meaningless?

The thought made my heart feel heavy.

I don't want to... forget everything like this.

There were still so many things I wanted to do.

I wanted to play more with my friends.

I wanted to spend more time with my family.

I wanted to make more memories together.

But memory didn't wait.

Bit by bit,

Very slowly,

It was slipping out of Guest's head.

So Guest made a decision.