Link to the story: https://medium.com/@Hent03/forget-me-not-f2d98c91ba9b
If you've ever been to a networking event, you'll know they can sometimes be a mess of faces, names, and business cards. It shouldn't be surprising that some people will forget you (and that you'll forget others), and yet it still hurts to expect a look of recognition and find a question mark in its place.
With this story, I wanted to blend this environment with a caricatured version of myself, who finds an answer to that question mark, only to have it blow up in his face.
I'm a Tokyo based writer who does food, coffee, and short fiction. In love with the ever constant ebb and flow of Tokyo life.