This Is Not a Superpower

What if your perfect memory was a curse, not a gift? Haunted by hyperthymesia—the inability to forget a single moment—I found refuge among others society labels as 'broken.' We formed an association of the afflicted: an actor who becomes anyone they pretend to be, a prophet cursed to see only catastrophes, and someone whose touch changes everything. The world calls us diseased. We know better. In the shadows between illness and superpower, we're rewriting the rules of what it means to be extraordinary.