"W-Who are you?"
Shirozan, sitting on his comfy bed, staring at Alex, who was sitting on a chair made of stone, just like the others, including completely awake Theron, asked him again.
This was the first question he asked Alex, and this was the same question he could ask right now.
"I wonder that myself..."
Alex, however, just smiled wistfully, letting a defeated sigh out of his lips.
If he knew about his past, then his curiosity would've died long ago, and maybe he wouldn't even have been the same Alex he was right now.
"What do you mean?" Questioned Shirozan with a frown.
He didn't understand what Alex meant.
Did he not know about his own past? Was that even possible?
'Does he have his memories erased or something?'
This question suddenly flashed in his mind, causing his frown to deepen.
"I mean what I said: I don't know anything about my past; all I have are the memories of this year—that's all."
