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โ Drop your favorite line from this chapter! ๐ โ
โ Do you trust Rian? Or does he hide something? ๐ โ
โ I'm waiting for your theories below โฌ๏ธ๐ญโจ โ
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๐Dreams are strange.
They don't ask permission.
They just show you what you've tried not to remember. ๐ง๏ธ
That night, the rain whispered outside my window.
And in the middle of it, I dreamt of April.
Not the month โ
๐ Dreams are strange.
They don't ask permission.
They just show you what you've tried not to remember. ๐ง๏ธ
That night, the rain whispered outside my window.
And in the middle of it, I dreamt of April.
Not the month โ the day.
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Flashback ๐ธ
โฆ๏ฝฅ๏พ: *โง๏ฝฅ๏พ:* ๐ ๐ธ๐ ๐ฌ
๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐น๐๐๐...
๐ฎ๐พ๐๐๐ถ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐ง๏ธ๐โจ
โจ *:๏ฝฅ๏พโง*:๏ฝฅ๏พโฆ
It was the same school, but older โ the walls brighter, the halls quieter.
A girl stood by the garden steps, her uniform sleeves rolled up, holding a camera.
And beside her โ him.
He was laughing, sunlight tangled in his hair.
"You'll forget someday," he said softly.
"No, I won't," she replied. "I promise."
"Even if the world changes?"
"Even then."
The girl smiled, snapping a picture.
And as the flash faded, I realized with a jolt โ
that girl was me.
I woke up gasping, heart racing. The clock read 3:11 a.m.
My window was still open, the rain still whispering.
Was it a dream?
Or a memory?
Next Morning โ School Courtyard โ๏ธ
"Okay," Riya said, staring at me over her juice box. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I thinkโฆ I saw myself," I said quietly.
Trent blinked. "Well, that's normal. Mirrors exist."
"Not like that!" I snapped.
Riya smacked his arm. "Let her talk."
I told them about the dream โ the garden, the promise, the photo.
By the time I finished, Mirai had stopped mid-bite of her sandwich.
"So, wait," she said slowly, "you're saying you met him before โ years ago?"
I nodded. "I think so. But I don't remember it happening. Not really."
Riya frowned. "Then what happened to make you forget?"
Trent leaned back. "Plot twist โ she's living in a romance reincarnation arc."
"Trent!" Riya scolded, but I could see she was thinking the same thing.
Later โ Behind the School Garden ๐ฟ
I went there alone after class, just to see.
And there it was โ the same stone steps from my dream.
Same tree.
Same light.
And right there, carved faintly into the bench โ initials.
C.N.R.
My breath hitched.
I touched the letters, and suddenlyโ
"You'll forget someday."
"No, I won't."
The words echoed again, not from memory โ from somewhere real.
I turned around.
He was standing there.
Same calm eyes, same quiet smile.
But this time, he looked almost relieved.
"You remembered," he said softly.
My throat felt tight. "Iโฆ did I really know you?"
He stepped closer, his voice barely above a whisper.
"You promised you wouldn't forget me, Siena."
And just like that โ the world tilted.
Because I finally remembered his name.
"Rianโฆ" I breathed.
He smiled, rain dripping from his hair. "Took you long enough."