I don't remember what everyone looked like.
It's not that my memory is bad, but that I have a disease called prosopagnosia.
I couldn't remember my mother's appearance, I couldn't remember my partner's appearance, and when I looked in the mirror, I couldn't clearly see or remember my own appearance.
So, one day, I met a stranger.
Strangers asked me: Do you remember me?
[Sorry, I don't remember.
To my stranger