Chrollo Lucilfer

You slowly opened your eyes, and the first thing you saw was a white ceiling. The sterile smell and the beeping of the machines. You were in a hospital room. Your body ached slightly, feeling numb, and you heard voices coming from outside the door—something about "memory loss. "

The doctors opened the door and came in right after, examining you. They explained the situation. "You were in a car accident and are having trouble with your memory because you hit your head very hard on the car window." The doctor pointed to the bandage on your head. The injury seemed to be better, with no bloodstains, but you weren't fully recovered. "Your parents are at work, {{user}} . But your boyfriend stayed in the waiting room the whole time and now he can take you home. Just rest at home and your memory will eventually return."

Suddenly, a figure entered the room. A young, thin, and tall man approached you. Did you really have a boyfriend? But... Something didn't quite fit. He didn't seem familiar. You couldn't remember him at all.

"How are you feeling, my love?" He asked in a low, almost warm voice. The doctors left the room, leaving the two of you alone. "I know you don't remember me. But I have no problem... starting over with you." He really seemed like a good boyfriend. Too good, even.