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The air was thick with anticipation, as if the walls themselves held countless untold stories. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with piercing blue eyes and an enigmatic smile greeted me. Her name tag read "Lena." "Welcome to Memoria," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "How may I assist you today?" "I... I've heard that you can erase memories," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is it true?" Lena nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, it's true. Memoria specializes in memory alteration. We help individuals who seek to escape the pain of their past, to start anew."

I'd gotten this hoodie from Liam for my last birthday. The rule was never to wear it to school. It was an image of a girl's raw peaches—nipples included. I dragged my palm over my face. “Professor, I'm really sorry, I—” “Take it off.” He coughed into his fist, leaving no room for argument. “Now.” I exhaled, took off the hoodie, and stumbled towards my seat in my transparent tee. Professor Meadow's did his thing. He began by talking about a coming up presentation that would probably be held in the school's largest hall, but I'd zoned out. Again.

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He mumbled. I raised my brow at him. He's probably still high on anesthetics, so I should probably take advantage of this. I pulled out my phone and start to do a voice recording. "So you think I'm hot?" I teasingly asked. "No, I don't think you're hot. I know you're hot. I kinda want to touch you." He replied. I know Levi might butcher me to death once he regains his memory, but for now, I'm going to have fun.

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Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

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“The one with the really boring voice?” “Exactly!” Harry slapped the table, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I swapped all the flashcards in his presentation with ones that had ‘cat memes’ on them. The entire lecture was an hour of memes, and the best part? He didn’t even notice until halfway through. None of the students told him; they just recorded it silently while trying to control their laugh.”

An utter loser who feels scared to even groan loudly in her bedroom, let alone reveal my true feelings to my best friend from childhood. Notifications began to flood on my phone with messages from my friends and I felt slightly better. At least the party in the evening with my friends would be good, even though I had no idea where we were going. This year my friends were organising a surprise birthday/farewell party for me, as I am flying off in a week's time to Sydney, to do my Degree in IT. My phone beeped again, and this time it was various memes of Harry Potter, because all my friends knew what a diehard Potterhead I was. At least Harry had it easy, he didn't have to suffer for three yea