Shin From Amnesia Novels & Stories

He adjusted the leather belt of his armor, his golden eyes tracking the way I kept my head down, my cheeks burning with a deep, permanent embarrassment as I fixed the torn linen of my trousers. "He won't remember," Aiden rumbled coldly, his voice entirely stripped of any form of warmth as he walked back to the stone hearth. "The recovery potion he drank forces the mind into a localized state of amnesia during the first three hours. He saw a shadow, nothing more." I didn't answer him. I couldn't. The emotional confusion in my chest was too heavy, a mixture of shame, pleasure, and lingering anger twisting my stomach into knots. I wiped my hands against my uniform, my boots heavy as I moved tow

"Where have you been? Why did you leave me? Do you have any idea how hard I've been looking for you?" The corners of my mouth twitched into a faint smile. I looked at him as if he were a total stranger. "I'm sorry, sir. Do I know you?" The color drained from his face, as if he had been slapped in front of the entire crowd. It was exactly what he had done to me—when he faked his amnesia, holding Angela close and declaring that she was his Donna. I didn't give him another look. I simply turned and took the arm of the man beside me.

Even though they were simply in the middle school, the girl beside her was up to date with all the latest fashion and dressed to please one’s eyes. “Min Aera?” Jiyeon carefully spoke out, testing the name on her tongue. “Yes. Are you going through the amnesia plot? Forget about it. The Teacher Shin wouldn’t be buying it. You still have to give that test.” “I have this dream,” Jiyeon said, “But I can’t remember anything. And strangely, it makes my heartache. I want to feel like crying.” Desperation was present in her voice. There was something she was badly missing, and it irritated her greatly that she wasn’t able to pinpoint what that exactly was.