we're out of time // Robin Arellano

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I drank my water in class. I didn't pay attention to the teacher. When you live the life I did, you give up on school. I died. I died back in 1973. Nobody knew that though. As far and they knew my name was y/n Blake. My twin brother, whose now my dad, weird I know, named me after me? I was about to sleep when I heard the teacher introduce a new student. I looked up to see the boy. My eyes widened. "This is Robin Arellano; he's going to be your new classmate." I coughed out my water. He looked at me and his smile dropped. He looked shocked. No fucking way. Did his cousin have a kid and name it Robin? Did he remember me? What are the chances we both keep our names and look EXACTLY like we did in our past like. like seriously what the fuck. "You may sit next to y/n." He smirked. "y/n rais-" He walked over to me and sat down before she could even finish her sentence. "You two know each other?" she raised an eyebrow. "We were childhood friends who got separated, I immediately recognized her." He smiled. "Ok" She nodded her head and started to teach. We didn't talk the whole time. No notes, no staring just looking forward silent. Class ended and he grabbed my wrist. He pulled me into a closet and sunk into my shoulder. "y/n..." his muffled voice sighed. I hugged him tightly. He looked up and grabbed my waist. He gently rested a kiss on my lips. "Fuck I missed this so much." He breathed. I gently pushed him away. He stepped back, he looked hurt. "Robin," I bit my lip. "I have a boyfriend."