Dream:

"No! Please don't kill me!"

"I-I didn't killed your...parents!"

"Please have mercy!"

She didn't listen to every word that they have to say, instead she slaughtered them, exterminate, assassinate, killed them... you think about it.

She was like the harbinger of death who killed dozen of people just because of her blind rage of revenge.

"Red Man is in action...!" was what she only said while she killed all of the people in sight, blood stained the floor as they were killed brutally.

It's like as if she was drunk that night, but not really. In such a young age, she was able to merciless killed innocent people who did nothing.

Once she realized what she did, she dropped her knife that was stained with blood as her eyes widened.

In front of her, lays lots of dead bodies of different body stature, there were kids, adults, and pedestrians.

The moon was glowing brightly down at the girl who was soaked with blood that doesn't belong to her, her knees started to shake as tears escaped her crimson eyes.

"W-What...have I done?" she muttered.

Her body was shaking uncontrollably, immediately regretting what she did to the innocent people.

"Hold it right there!" a voice yelled as she froze, slowly, she turned to the people behind her...it was the cops, lots of them.

"No way, this girl...is the killer?"

"I refuse to believe that someone young as her killed all these people!"

"I feel so s-sick right now..."

Her crimson eyes were glued at them, then she noticed that they have weapons, one thing struck her.

'They're going to arrest me.' is what she thought, she grabbed her knife that was laying on the floor and swift fully ran to the cops and slashed them with her blood stained knife.

"So she really did it...?!"

"We can talk later, for now—hold her down!"

Before she could kill another person, she was shot from behind and her eye vision blackened out.

End of Dream...

She woke up from her slumber as bead of sweat fell from her body, she was dreaming about that dream again.

"Every time I close my eyes...that dream always hunts me."

She stood up from her bed and stepped on the wooden floor, she was getting her uniform from the closet as a picture came out flying.

She picked it up as her eyes widened from the picture that she was holding right now in her hands.

"W-What's with this...picture?"

The picture was a family of three, she and her parents smiling, it was before they were assassinated and before she even became an assassin.

She spotted something peculiar, rather, someone peculiar. There was a boy standing next to her, smiling.

He had strawberry blonde locks and a pair of magenta eyes, he was a handsome young boy.

"No way...this is Gakushu!" she stood up to get some more picture when her head bumped into the wood, because of the shock, tons of picture came out from the place.

She checked each one of them, it was a childhood picture of him and her, there were different scenarios in each pictures that she held.

There was a picture that shows them playing together, sleeping, eating, studying, and many more funny images.

"What is this...? I can't remember happening these kind of things happening before..."

Then there was a picture caught her eye, it was an image of the boy giving the girl a red scarf, that's when it shook her greatly.

'So the person who gave me this scarf is...Gakushu?'

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"Father, what's the meaning of this picture you've just shown me?!" Asano asked.

"It's like what it shows, well, it can't be helped if you don't recall anything about that memory meeting her." His father simply stated.

Gakushu clutched the picture in his hands as he gritted his teeth, the image was all about a little strawberry blonde boy and red scarfed girl smiling.

"What do you mean by that...?" he asked, confused.

"That happened a long time ago, she was the first person who called you by your given name, Asano-kun." the principal stated.

"Why are you telling me this now?" he asked again, angrily.

The principal kept silence as he looked at his glassed window while seating on his comfy seat.

"Because you have to know it now."

"I-I can't comprehend with the sudden changes that have occurred!" Gakushu crumbled the image as he threw it down on the floor and stomped out of the office.

"This is unbelievable!"

Time Skip

The Class 3-E were having an training during Gym class, the red scarfed girl sat on the side while hugging her legs and putting her chin on her knees.

"This sucks." she muttered as she still couldn't believe the images that she just saw earlier, there was no way that she can.

'How come I don't remember Gakushu? Why did I forget those memories that I hold dear?'

"What're you doing all by yourself, Angel-chan?" she looked up and saw a red haired boy sat beside her with his signature smirk plastered on his adorning face.

"Nothing..."

"Hmm? Doesn't seem like it though."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Angel hid her face on her knees as Karma eyed her in confusion.

"This morning, I saw a peculiar picture in my closet..."

"A picture?"

"Yeah, there were tons of them. It was filled with me and...Gakushu."

Karma was taken back a bit when she mentioned his name, now he was dead curious in what he meant to Angel.

"The pictures were taken years ago, maybe when I was around 5 years old? Oh, wait..." she trailed off, remembering something.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Around that time, was when I got this scarf and my parents was still alive..." she told him.

Silence. He was once again taken back, no matter how close they are, there was still somethings that she couldn't openly tell him.

"Alright...I decided." she suddenly said.

"Decided what?" he asked.

Angel turned to Karma and flashed a huge grin making him blush.

"I'll ask him about this picture, and what happened back then..."

"Why? I mean—don't you remember anything about your past?"

"Yeah...it's like as if I have an amnesia."

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

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Right after class ended, she stood up and hastily grabbed her bag, she was about to ran out of the classroom when someone grabbed her red scarf making her stop in tracks.

"Hold it right there, miss. I thought your going to hang out with me?"

"Aw! I have something important to do Karma! I-I'll make it up to you tomorrow, promise!"

The black haired girl began to struggle while her red scarf was being tugged by the red haired boy.

"Oh come' on! Let go!" she stated.

"Is it really that important?" he raised an delicate eyebrow, questioning her.

"Yeah, so let go!" she said.

Karma sighed as he lets go of his grip on her scarf, then she dashed out of the room, before leaving, she peeked on the classroom.

"Let's hang out next time, Karma!" she yelled before completely leaving, Karma rubbed the back of his hair and started packing his stuff.

"Did something happened?" a low voice asked him, he turned around to see Itona talking.

"Who knows? She suddenly wanted to postpone our date, how cruel can she be, no?"

"...I-I see, so you two are dating..."

There was a hint of sadness laced in his low voice, Karma noticed this and sighed. Knowing why he's like that.

'Angel-chan is really popular with boys, huh? She can build her own reverse harem if she wants...'

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With the speed of lighting, she ran as fast as she can through the mountain, carefully, not trying to trip or slip along the way down.

'I need to ask him about this picture... I bet he knows something!'

She finally reached the main campus' entrance, then she spotted the one that she was looking for walking out of the main campus, all alone.

"G-Gakushu...!" she yelled as the male turned around to see her panting, then he walked up to her, puzzled.

"What do you need, Yuuki-san?" he asked.

After panting for a second, she regained her composure as she grabbed the picture from her pockets.

"Do you know what this means?!" she asked while showing him the picture, some of the students from the main campus looked at them, but the two just ignored them.

He's eyes widened from the picture, then he shrugged his shoulder making her eyes widened.

"I don't...remember."

Her lips gaped as her eyes were still fixated on him, her knees were slightly wobbling. Unconsciously, tears ran down from her cheeks.

"...Why are you crying?"

Her eyes widened as she realized that she was crying thanks to his question, hurriedly, she wiped the tears flowing out from her eyes with her sleeves while sniffing.

"I-It's nothing...I'll go now, later." she said rather quickly as she brushed passed him, you can't do anything about spilled waters, can you?

She walked through the town with her head lowered down, she felt a pang of pain in her chest that is indescribable. Sure, she couldn't remember what happened in the past, but it's not like she really have forgotten about it.

Flashback

A face of an orange haired boy smiled at the black haired girl.

"Forget me not." he says as she smiled, then nodded in reply.

"Of course!"

She held her head as her eyes widened from the sudden memory that flashed through her head.

"W-What was that...?"

She then began to ran through the crowd to reach her house, she has to remember it, she has to! There were many types of Amnesia, but one matches her and it was Retrograde type.

Retrograde Amnesia-is the inability to recall memories before onset of amnesia. It is usually caused by head trauma or brain damage, shock is also included to this.

Due to many horrific events in her past, there is a high probability that the shock caused her to erased her memories in a whip.

She wasn't rundown by trucks or any form of cliche antics, it might be a cause of stress and sadness bottled up.

"If your memories are important to you, why did you forget about them in the first place?"

Those words that Nagisa said back then rung in her ears, tears spilled from her eyes while running.

"How...am I supposed to know that?" she muttered.

The Next Day

Once again, Angel waited in the main campus for Asano, she asked him again if he remembered anything but he shook his head.

Afterwards, she ran away, tears spilling from her eyes, she wanted him to remember who she was...she still couldn't remember, but deep in her heart she knew that he was the one who gave her the scarf and her childhood friend.

"He...doesn't remember me!"

Even though her feet was tired from running, she continued until she reached the railings above the huge traffic of vehicles. Unknown to her, the red clothing wrapping around her neck flew from the wind.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist making her stop in tracks, she turned to the person who stopped her while her tears escaping her eyes.

"W-What are you doing here?" she asked while her lips were quivering, the person in front of her was Asano Gakushu, who has a smile on his face as he wrapped the scarf back to wear it was placed before.

"You dropped this." he said as he finished tucking her hair in scarf while wiping the tears spilling from her eyes.

"About the picture that you asked me earlier, at first I was shocked because I had the same image with me...that's when it shook me, how could I forget someone like you who was kindhearted to me?"

"Y-You...remember?" she asked.

He smiled as her eyes widened.

"How?" she asked again.

"I don't know, before I knew it...a memory flashed through my head that made me remember who you are." he pulled her by the wrist as he hugged her, putting his chin on top of her head while smiling.

"I feel bad for forgetting you..."

Tears slipped out of Angel's eyes more as she let out a small smile.

"I remember you."

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EDITED ON APRIL 30, 2017
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