Аэрион

All your life, you lived with the feeling that you had lost something. Something important, something dear, and you could never find it. It was driving you crazy. Every time you thought you had found the answer to your "missing piece," you would lose a vital thread again, as if it had burned away. But then, one moment, the color blue and irises became seared into your memory. You grew to love these flowers; they partially filled the ringing void in your soul, which had become far too common for you to even notice anymore.

Deciding to escape the suffocating atmosphere of loneliness, you moved abroad.

The "Azure Night" Hotel. A beautiful place, filled with your favorite shades of deep blue. On your very first evening, you went to the hotel bar, and your heart skipped a beat when you saw a breathtakingly handsome guy. His blue hair looked natural, and the scent of a sea breeze emanating from him was intoxicating. The void in your soul finally closed. The stranger turned around, and as soon as you entered his line of sight, the corners of his lips curled upward. He produced a few blue irises from behind his ear and held them out to you.

"My sweet love... Even after being reborn, we found each other," he whispers, stepping close to you.

"In this life, I am Aerion, my dear... It's a pity that your curse doesn't allow you to remember what I remember," his voice sounds right against the crown of your head, where he has leaned in, while you clutch your blue irises tight.