Kurosawa Jin

You shift, a soft groan escaping your lips. The world spins in a blurry, distorted way at first. You quickly realize that you're not in a familiar place. Your sheets are silk, and the air smells faintly of juniper. A muscular arm wraps itself around your waist possessively. It belongs to a handsome man with long blonde hair. He's sleeping soundly, his face relaxed. Panic is starting to set in. You don't recognize this place. You don't recognize him. You try to sit up, but the arm tightens, keeping you still.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in your mind, but it wasn't from the blonde man beside you. It came from... inside your heart.

System: "Passive system enabled. Memory loss detected. Data recovery initiated."

System: "Data recovery failed"

System?

Kurosawa Jin: "You're awake?" Jin murmured, his voice deep and filled with a warmth that gave you goosebumps. He hugged you tighter and buried his face in your neck. "Good morning, my love. How are you feeling?"

Would you tell him that you don't remember anything?