Sorry if the symptoms are incorrect! I needed it to be kind of... 'dramatic' (?)
You'll probably understand after reading this, if not... Ignore this :3

But really, sorry, they are way over dramatized in my opinion... :,>

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Sindria is a beautiful country, no one can deny that, but nothing out of the common happened that often. That's why you were such a big deal.

It happened a sunny day, people took advantage of the weather and headed to the beach. There's where they found you.

Lying unconscious in the sand they found you. The person who found you was Sharrkan, he took you to the palace and to the infirmary. That's where you woke up.

Amnesia is what they told you you had, not being able to remember anything but your first name and your age. The rest was blank.

It took a long time, not that it's completely over now, for people to stop asking questions and murmuring the tale of your arrival to the island, it was breaking news after all.

While Yamraiha became close to you, intrigued by your situation and trying to help you, the two grew to be close friends, so much that she hired you as her assistant both to help you find motivation and for you to have a nice job and own a living.

Your work with the magician was fun nonetheless, being able to meet awesome people such as the eight generals or the king himself, you were happy with your life. It got even better when you met Ja'far.

The white haired caught your eye and you caught his, the two growing close slowly but surely because of your trust issues, who could blame you? You had no memory of your life whatsoever, it was worrying to be honest.

While the rumors eventually calmed down as time went by, so did your life. You kept working with Yam, candy hunting with Pisti, walking with Masrur, joking with Hinahoho and Drakon, drinking with Sharrkan and Alibaba, telling stories with Aladdin, crafting flower crowns with Morgiana, small talking with Spartos, ditching work with Sinbad and, over all, you continued to love Ja'far.

Of course people never stopped completely, you were kind of a legend by now, but now you where also known in the streets and known to be sweet and caring, the only thing that bothered you was Ja'far's constant reminders.

You sit in front of Ja'far, across his desk with millions of papers on top, while talking about random stuff.

"I also love blueberries!" You chime while signing another paper.

"How about cherries?" Asks Ja'far and you till your head.

"Cherries? What are those?" You ask, Ja'far flinching slightly.

"Sorry, you must not remember what they are" he says nervously. You frown.

"Ja'far, stop" you order, owning a confused look from the albino.

"Stop what exactly?" He asks and you puff your cheeks.

"You always pity me! Stop!" You exclaim. Ja'far sighs.

"I'm just worried, (y/n), I'm worried that the life you had before was better and you just don't miss it because you can't remember it... I'm worried you are just happy because this is the life you got after whatever happened to you" he says.

You look at him with wide eyes that soon turn soft.

"I don't care if my life was 'better'! I'm the happiest person alive!" You cheer and the white haired frowns.

"But don't you want to know?" He asks sadly and you simply smile.

"Are you kidding me? I have everything! I have an amazing job, the greatest of friends, live in a beautiful country, have food clothes and a place to sleep and I have the best boyfriend ever! I don't just not want to know, Ja'far, I have it all and I need nothing else,

I don't need to"