There is a time in my life where I can't remember what led up to it or the time itself, but apparently everyone else around me remembers and they won't tell me. Even my family and close friends act strangely. However, there is one person who doesn't seem to mind my company. In fact they even enjoy it. I don't know her at all and she knows me, but the one thing I do remember is that her pink skin and straight pink hair is very familiar. If only I could remember the past through my shattered mind.