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Iwaizumi pov

When I opened my eyes again, I was on a meadow. It looked identical to the one I was at yesterday. In my dream.

If I thought about it, this was a dream as well, a clear one. I've never had one before and I hoped that this would last longer. The dream yesterday was one as well. I really enjoyed it and I hoped that I would recall this one as well. Maybe it was a characteristic of clear dreams to remember everything the next day. I wasn't sure, I didn't inform myself about stuff like this.

I walked down to the bay to sail again. During the week, I didn't have a lot of time to so I really wanted to use this opportunity.

That was when I spotted an unknown, yet familiar brunette. I saw a boy in the lake, swimming. I think he was here last night as well but I didn't notice him because I was too excited about the pirate. Right now, it was there as well but I first wanted to know what this boy did here. Besides, sailing when someone was swimming nearby wasn't as good as sailing with nobody near. I didn't want to run him over with the boat.

I just stood there and watched how he swam, quite elegant. That was until he dived down. I looked out, searching for his head to pop out of the water. After two minutes of nothing, I started to get worried. Was he alright? I couldn't even hold my breath for half a minute. Did he get hurt?

After another minute had passed I began to panic. I knew this was just a dream but at the moment I seemed to forget that. I didn't like swimming but I just took off my shirt and ran towards the water. I swam towards the direction where he probably was and searched for his head. I searched for what felt like an eternity but couldn't find him. I also dived down and looked for him but couldn't find him. Where was he? Did he disappear? Was he dead? Did he get eaten by a shark? The last one was really unlikely because we were in a lake, a freshwater lake. There were no sharks here and there wouldn't ever be some.

I got surprised by something grabbing my left leg. I quickly gasped for air before I was pulled down. I tried to escape but their grip was too strong. Soon enough, I ran out of oxygen and couldn't breathe anymore. I must have accidentally swallowed some water because the next thing I knew was me being pulled towards the shore by something or more someone strong. We quickly arrived at the shore and I heard them saying something about being sorry and didn't intend to drown me. I also felt them doing something on my breast and I honestly didn't know. I was just tired and wanted to rest. I never liked diving because I've never been good at holding my breath.

I realized that the person who pulled me out of the water was the boy who was diving earlier. I thought he drowned but I guess he was the one who saved me from drowning. Listening to what he said, he probably was the person who pulled me down. At least he apologized.

I was deep in thought when I felt someone slap me. What the hell? I groaned and opened my eyes just to be hugged by something really wet and strong. I think it was the boy.

"I'm so sorry for pulling you down. I thought you could hold your breath longer and I didn't intend on drowning you", he apologized, still hugging me. Why was he so clingy? It was just a dream so it didn't matter. If I would have drowned, I would probably be awake now. You always wake up before or while dying.

"It's fine. Just don't do that again", I exclaimed, sitting up. "I'll do that. But why were you in the water though? You just wear some jeans. You can't swim with them. Your sailboat wasn't there either", he asked. "I was searching for you. You were underwater for more than four minutes and I got worried", I argued. "So you care about me", he said, smirking. "I just didn't want a corpse swimming in the lake I want to sail in", I replied with a blank expression. "Ouch, you hurt me", he whined and I just laughed.

"Anyway, what's your name?", he asked. "I'm Iwa⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅", I responded. The last part somehow got cut off. Was that some part of this weird dream? "Okay, Iwa-chan, I'm ⋅⋅kawa", he replied. Now he looked confused. "Why did they cut off the first part of my name?", he whined. "I don't know, they cut off the last part of my name. I think that we aren't supposed to know each other's names? I honestly don't know. And please stop calling me Iwa-chan", I responded. "Okay, Iwa-chan", he answered and I had the urge to slap him but didn't. Instead, I just thought of nicknames I would give him. "Okay, Shittykawa", I said making him frown. I smirked and he started pouting. It was actually kind of cute. I wouldn't tell him that though.

I was about to say something when he suddenly disappeared. I didn't know where he went but I guess he woke up. This was just a dream after all and he was probably just my imagination and not real.

I didn't have much time to think about that as I was woken up by my alarm.

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