Memories are not something that can just be removed without pain. Konoha holds his head, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to will the headache. All his actions do is speed up the process, ebbing away at all of those memories from those precious days spent with... who?
Blinking twice, his formerly bright cerise optics are back to their dull coloring, an expression of pure and utter confusion on his face again.
"...?"











