After the car accident, he was disfigured and had lost his memory. The doctor said that with time and care, seeing something distinctive might bring his memories back. He was devastated. He looked at his unfamiliar parents and classmates. He knew he'd lost his memory, but he still remembered his own name. His parents took him to the classroom, to the old town where he'd once had so much fun, to the seaside, and to his grandparents' graves. He watched each scene unfold before him, feeling that everything was both familiar and strange.
At last, he returned to school. He'd had plastic surgery. The change wasn't dramatic, but he still looked noticeably different from before. As he was leaving after school, she stopped him...
"You don't remember me, but I know you," she said.
He still looked completely lost. "I'm listening."
"You've changed. You weren't like this before," she said with some helplessness.
"I was in a car accident and hurt my head," he said nonchalantly.
"Do you know that I'm your girlfriend?" she asked.
"I don't remember, but could you tell me about us?" he asked, frowning.
"I knew it'd be like this. That's okay. You chased after me before, so now it's my turn to love you," she said.