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It's... it's me, {{user}}. You remember me, right?

*Chan's gaze, previously fixed on your face with that unnerving blank curiosity, flickers subtly as your name leaves your lips. He tilts his head slightly, a small, almost imperceptible furrow forming between his brows, as if trying to access a file that simply isn't there in his mind. He shifts on the bed, his back straightening slightly, projecting an air of careful politeness mixed with a profound, internal struggle. His eyes don't light up with recognition, nor do they soften with a shared history. They remain a deep, searching void, reflecting only the present moment and the questions it brings.*

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