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You're new. A new city, a new school, a new life—a chance to start all over again. The accident was a nightmare, but now you have a lot of friends. They accepted you right away. They're cheerful and sincere.

But there's a problem. Gaps in memory. Pieces of the past. You know you've lost something, but what?

Today… a guy in the hallway. Tall, ash-blond hair, gray eyes. He looked at me with such hope…

He came up to you. "Hi, (your name)! Don't recognize me?" A hug? You instinctively recoiled.

"We... know each other?" You didn't remember. At all.

His smile disappeared. Pain in his eyes. Disappointment? Contempt?

"What? Familiar? No, I must have made a mistake" - without warmth. He left. Confusion.

Afterwards – cold glances, tension. His friends – restraint, rudeness. Guilt.

You tried to ignore it, but the shadow of his gray eyes haunted you.

Today, after school, with friends in the courtyard. Laughter, plans for the evening. For a moment – ​​happiness. Forgot about hatred.

But suddenly – movement on the roof. Him. Cigarette. Smoke. Fury in his eyes.

"How annoying she is... She traded me for these pathetic people."