This is an idea I've had for a little while. With another story on hold for the time being, I thought I'd give this a shot. Who knows, maybe it'll go somewhere. So, without further ado, here it is! I hope you guys enjoy it!


My eyes opened to a reveal a white ceiling above me. I tried sitting up, but the moment I tried lifting my body, I felt all my strength leave me, which caused me to fall back into my bed. My head was pounding, as if someone was playing the drums inside my skull.

I reached my hand to my face, rubbing beads of sweat from my forehead.

After I lied in bed for several minutes, I found the strength to finally sit up, groaning as I did so.

As I finally got my bearings, I looked around the room. White curtains, white walls and a white ceiling. The bed sheets had a light blue coloring to them, while the rest of my sheets were white.

What, am I dead or something?

I chuckled at the thought and looked to see a boy sleeping with his head hanging down. His arms were crossed and his posture made it look like he had fallen asleep while sitting there, unintentionally probably. His brown hair looked oddly familiar, as did his face.

My urge to wake him was pushed to the side as I lied back down, feeling the pounding sensation in my head slowly subsiding.

"I guess I'm in a hospital," I said aloud, mistakenly.

"Mm…?"

My sudden speaking must have stirred the boy from his slumber.

His eyes blinked a few times as he looked over to me. The shock on his face as he saw me made me laugh on the inside. He stood up immediately and came over to me, "Hey, how're you feeling?"

He had a look of concern on his face; it gave me a warm feeling on the inside. "I'm feeling ok, my head's kind of pounding, but I think that'll go away eventually."

He gave a big heavy sigh of relief, sitting down as he did so, "Thank goodness. You had us all worried for a while." The boy took a chair nearby and sat down in it. "I'm glad you're feeling better though, you've been out for almost two days now."

I've been asleep for two days? No wonder it had been so difficult to sit up before. "Really? I can't believe I slept for so long," my head turned to the side, looking out the open window.

I've been talking to this boy as if it had been usual for me. Just how well do I know this person? My head turned to him; does he even realize…?

"Haruhi," I didn't respond at first, "Hey, Haruhi?"

"Hmm?" I answered, with slight hesitation.

"Are you sure you're alright? You seem… different."

I guess I can't keep this charade up anymore. I was hoping to get a little more information from this person, but he must know me well enough to know when I'm not acting like my usual self.

My head turned to the window and I looked once more at the blue sky for a moment and then looked back to him. "I'm sorry..."

He had a panicked look in his eyes, "S-Sorry for what…?"

My eyes met his, "I don't know who you are."


And so ends the prologue! I know it's been a little while since my last story, so the first chapter will be up in a few days! I hope you guys enjoyed the prologue and I look forward to reading your thoughts!