Anamnesis (n.) - the recollection or remembrance of the past.

Hi guys! I'm sorry to say that my other story, Ambience, has been discontinued. I'm in the process of rewriting it. :) If you guys don't remember, it was one of the post-Prodigy stories; it was how I imagined Champion to play out. Sorry! Hopefully, this new story will keep you all happy. Hehe. I just finished Champion a few hours ago aND I JUST DON't KNOW HoW TO FEEL RIGHT NOW DOn'T TOUCH ME

Anyways.. enjoy, and please review!

Then Day reaches out and touches my hand with his. He encloses it in a handshake. And just like that, I am linked with him again, I feel the pulse of our bond and history and love through our hands, like a wave of magic, the return of a long lost friend. Of something meant to be. The feeling brings tears to my eyes. Perhaps we can take a step forward together.

"Hi," he says. "I'm Daniel."

"Hi," I reply. "I'm June."

He hesitates at first, unspoken words on the tip of his tongue. "Would you like to walk with my brother and me to the Ruby sector? I mean― you don't have to if you don't want to, but seeing as how we're both heading there for dinner with Tess I figured―" His cheeks redden, and despite the bittersweet situation, I find myself cutting his next words off as I chuckle softly at his rambling. I had only seen Day shy two times now, this being the second.

I stay silent for a beat. Should I? Should I stop letting go of him― of pretending that we had never met, never braved the world together, never held hands, never kissed, never spent that night together ten years ago?

"I'd be honored," I say, the words leaving my lips without another thought. Although he has some recollection of me― of the relationship we used to have― I find myself using social niceties with him.

"The honor's mine," he repeats the same words he said to me ten years ago, when I thanked for everything, and I cringe slightly as a wave of emotions rush through me. When he said it to me ten years ago, it had no warmth; they were empty words. This time, however, I can feel the warmth in his tone.

He notices me cringe, and looks at me in concern. "Are you alright, June?"

I nod, brushing it off as nothing. "Yeah. It's nothing. It's just.." I inhale a breath shakily and shake my head. "Nothing."

Day purses his lips and offers me his arm, to which I link mine through, reluctantly, and we walk silently towards Eden, who has the ghost of a smile on his lips.

Right after Day introduces us to each other, without knowing that we're already familiar with one another, Eden gives me a bright, hopeful smile. I can sense that he's hopeful for Day; he's hopeful that he'll remember me, that he'll remember everything we've been through together, and that he'll grow to love me again.

I decide that I, too, am hopeful. I chose the road that will lead to rebuilding. I chose love, and I am happy with myself for the first time in ten years.

Because what is the only thing to make love stronger?

Hope.

Sorry for the short chapter. The next few will be relatively lengthy. Please review. :')