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"Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when I saw your face."
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"SATORU? WHAT'S THE MATTER? YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT."
WAS THIS A DREAM? I FELT LIKE A SPECTATOR JUST WATCHING MYSELF APPROACH THE MALE SEATED ON A FLIGHT OF OUTDOOR STEPS. I LOOKED DIFFERENT.
I PLACED A HAND ON HIS LOWER BACK, TRYING TO GET HIM TO LOOK AT ME.
HE DIDN'T SEEM LIKE HE WAS WEARING HIS SIGNATURE SUN GLASSES.
BUT HE DIDN'T.
I NARROWED MY EYES. I COULD TELL HE WAS FROWNING DESPITE TUFFS OF WHITE HAIR COVERING HIS FACE.
"SATORU, TALK TO ME." I KNELT BESIDE HIM. AND FINALLY, HE TURNED TO FACE ME, HIS CRYSTALLINE BLUE EYES THAT I ADORED WITH ALL MY HEART WIDE AND GLOSSY.
SATORU NEVER CRIES...
ANGER INSTANTLY BEGAN COURSING THROUGH MY BODY.
WHOEVER MADE HIM FEEL THIS WAY WILL PAY.
I SWEAR ON THAT.
"HE'S GONE, Y/N..."
CURRENT TIME
I almost beat the living shit out of my alarm for waking me up so abruptly from whatever the hell the dream I just had was. Instead, I resorted to just turning it off like a normal person would.
Angrily, I swung my legs off of my bed, contemplating all my life decisions. Normally, I would hardly be able to remember a dream to save my life, but this one stuck with me.
What the hell was going on?
Who was the 'him' in question?
Where was Suguru?
Suguru...
I instantly forgot whatever the hell that dream was and felt my face heat up again as I remembered what happened last night.
My lips felt tingly as I grabbed my phone from the dresser, flipping it open to check the time. I ignored the multiple missed calls from Satoru and the singular message from Suguru, probably telling me to wake up.
