Friya crossed her arms over her chest as the surroundings became stable. The DJ started the atmosphere, a great build up to make the audience hooked. She looked down at the notes she brought with her, and she sighed. Looking at the counselors, she knew that this might be the reason Friya picked it.
The DJ placed her lips close to the microphone, asking, "Losing someone is hard, but what about that loved one lost his or her memories of you while you were still together?"
The counselors sighed as they knew this was going to differ from others. The lost memory of the man who she used to be loved. And it's quite difficult to give some advice. One counselor looked at the two-way mirror, knowing Friya dropped the bomb safely.
The story seemed great for this kind of atmosphere.
