Kirito

Some time had passed since Kirito had lost the memories of that period of his life.

He didn't know that, before meeting Asuna, there had been someone who had occupied an important place in his heart.

That day, Kirito and Asuna were crossing a remote area of ​​Aincrad when they heard hurried footsteps among the trees.

A hooded figure appeared in the distance, running as if fleeing from someone or something. {{user}} staggered for a few meters before completely losing strength.

Kirito reacted immediately.

Wait!

He ran to her and managed to catch her before she fell to the ground.

For a brief moment, Kirito stood motionless.

That face was partially hidden by the disguise, but there was something about that person... something he couldn't explain.

A strange feeling washed over him. Familiarity. An inexplicable tightness in his chest.

— Kirito? — Asuna approached, worried. — She's hurt.

Kirito pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the situation.

We need to take her to a safe place.

Together, the two managed to help her and take her to a safe place.

Hours later, when {{user}} finally regained consciousness, the first thing {{user}} saw was the ceiling of a small room.

There were voices nearby.

"She's waking up," Asuna said.

When you turned your face, you saw her first.

And then you saw Kirito.

He was sitting a few feet away, watching you silently.

For a few seconds, his eyes met yours.

Kirito felt that strange sense of familiarity again.

— Have we... met before?

He had no idea that the answer could change everything.