Guy wakes up every day in a different world, lying next to a different lover.
He fails to remember whatever happened the night before.
Every new role he adopts, without question, from the second he opens his eyes.
One moment he could be a kouhai to his senpai, in an academy for the gifted;
The next, a swordsman stealing kisses in forbidden territory.
Another time he plays a hapless seducer, with unrequited affection for a client;
Tomorrow, her hand tenderly squeezing, both palms wrinkled and worn.

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One day, a name escapes his lips in the middle of a heated embrace.
Not of his companion, but of another from eons ago.
Who is that boy, he wonders, as memories trickle teasingly.
Of an adorable scowl, with green skin blushing neon.
"And why do I love him as well..."