{A/N THIS IS TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE ONE IS YOUR PAST LIFE}
It's the year 1822.
You were forbidden from you boyfriend, yet you left the house every night at 11 to meet up with him in the garden. The moon smiled on the two of you with her light as you talked until dawn.
"Y/n!" your father shouted aggressively.
You could hear his footsteps on the dewy grass grow closer. Jake's eyes widened in fear and his hand slipped out of yours.
"Please, father, I know you don't like this, but-"
"I don't want to hear it Y/n! Your mother and I have told you time and time again that this boy is nothing but trouble! You're going to be stuck in that room of yours from now until the day you die!"
A salty tear rushed down your cheek, leading many others. Your father clung onto your wrist.
"Let's go."
You turned to Jake, your eyes pled your love for him.
"In another life, my love," he whispered and departed.
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It's the year 2022.
You're starting the school year at a brand new school. You know nobody. Your first period teacher sits you in the back corner of the class and you pull out a notebook. A boy walks in just after the bell rings and bows to the teacher.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Yang. It won't happen again."
"It's alright. Take whatever seat is empty," she replies.
His eyes dart around the room before landing next to you. He rushes to sit down. He feels oddly familiar.
"Hi, I'm Jake. What's your name?" he asks, slightly out of breath.
You look at his features, uncertain if you've met before.
"Y/n. Nice to meet you. Though, I have to admit, it feels as if we've... met before."
"In another life, perhaps."
