When my eyes opened, I couldn't see anything... but darkness? Where am I? Who am I? I don't remember anything. With the empty space I am in, all I could look at was the reflection below me.
A pretty girl with long black hair and beautiful round eyes. She's staring right at me, tilting her head as if confused. I moved closer and saw a heart-shaped mole below her left eye. When I tried to touch her, the reflection rippled away and I couldn't see anything else. Was that me?
I have no memories of this place and no memories of myself. Am I dead? Who am I even?
With that, I didn't bother standing up from where I was sitting. What's the point? I don't even remember myself, and no one's trying to find me either. If I keep asking about my existence, would it hurt me in the end?
What if I'm here because I did a grave mistake in my life?
