Iris stared at the message on her phone.
"One memory has disappeared."
A cold shiver ran down her spine.
Before she could think of what it meant, Chloe called her name.
"Iris?"
She looked up.
"I have to get to my next class. See you later."
For a moment, Iris forced herself to smile.
"See you."
She watched Chloe disappear into the crowded hallway.
Something didn't feel right.
The Chloe she had known would never forget her birthday.
Never.
Trying to calm herself, Iris walked toward the campus café.
She ordered her usual iced latte.
The cashier smiled politely.
"May I have your name for the order?"
"Iris Hart."
The cashier frowned slightly.
"I'm sorry... could you repeat that?"
"Iris Hart."
The cashier typed for a few seconds before shaking her head.
"I don't think you're in our membership system."
Iris blinked.
"I've been a member for two years."
"I'm really sorry, miss."
Thinking it was just a computer error, Iris paid and sat by the window.
Her phone remained silent.
Not a single birthday greeting had arrived.
She opened her social media account.
Hundreds of friends.
Thousands of old photos.
Yet no one had posted about her birthday.
She searched for pictures from last year's celebration.
Nothing.
Every photo that once included her birthday party was gone.
Only empty captions remained.
Her breathing became uneven.
"This isn't possible..."
Just then, someone gently tapped her shoulder.
She turned around.
It was one of her classmates.
He looked at her politely.
"Excuse me..."
"Is this seat taken?"
Iris smiled weakly.
"No."
The young man sat down.
After a few seconds, he suddenly asked,
"By the way... are you a freshman?"
Iris stared at him.
"What?"
"I've never seen you before."
"We've been classmates for almost three years."
He looked embarrassed.
"I'm sorry."
"I think you have the wrong person."
Iris's heart pounded painfully.
One person forgetting her could be a coincidence.
Two people...
Maybe.
But now...
It felt as if the world itself was slowly erasing her existence.
Her phone vibrated once again.
Another message from the unknown number appeared.
**"Tomorrow, one more person will forget you."**
Iris's hands trembled.
She looked up at the people walking across the campus.
Who would be next?
And...
How long before Ethan forgot her completely forever?