Three months ago, the time I spent with a Nordic girl named Kiara in Japan became an irreplaceable memory. The days I shared with her were like a dream—every moment felt special. But at the end of summer, she suddenly left without a word. Since then, I haven't been able to forget her, so I set out on a journey to find her again. This sentimental journey led me to a Nordic city, where I met Alessandra while searching for a hotel. She's from Russia, and for some reason, we instantly connected. We began living together in a hotel, and even now, two weeks later, memories of her keep resurfacing every day.