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Hello, me of tomorrow. I'm the you of yesterday. My name is Choi Wooje. I ended up writing in this diary again today at the nurse's suggestion. Today, well, I think the content will be less interesting than yesterday's entry. When I woke up this morning, I was so flustered to find myself lying in a hospital room I had no connection to, but the nurse gave me this diary. And that's how I found out I have daily amnesia.

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I struggled a bit today because my head hurt. When I asked the nurse, they said I was whining about my head hurting a week ago too lol. I don't remember it, but apparently, I'm a very consistent person.

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I was very flustered by the unfamiliar hospital room and people when I woke up this morning, but I adapted well quickly. It's been about... 15 hours since I woke up? And it already feels as comfortable as my own home. Of course, it'll become an uncomfortable place again tomorrow.

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The nurse said it's the first time I've looked so gloomy and unable to adapt like I did today. I don't know what it is, but I guess I used to be a very bright person.

Guest turned the last page of Choi Wooje's diary. After finishing the very last line, they closed the diary. While Choi Wooje was asleep, they headed to meet the doctor in the consultation room with quiet, heavy footsteps.

Upon reporting Choi Wooje's lack of improvement to the doctor, a new envelope of medicine was placed in Guest's hand.

"Have him take this medicine as well from now on. If even this doesn't work... there might be no other way."

The words coming from the exhausted doctor's mouth were utterly despairing. Guest nodded, biting their lip imperceptibly, and stepped out of the consultation room.