09 | fateful day-pt.2

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Since I was a child, I have always dreamt about a pretty girl.

And oh, I think she's been traveling with another version of me-With the same name and same face.

The Natsu in that dream also wore the same cool scarf I picked up from the thrift shop ages ago. Strange.

Back to the pretty girl, I always see her smiling despite everything. (My personal favorite is her victory smile, even when she's covered in bruises and injuries.)

It provided me the warmth that I never had when I was growing up.

Being an orphan sucked. I got bullied a lot because of my unnatural hair color and my fascination of fire.

But ever since I got hailed as the strongest, the teasing stopped. (I don't go into pointless fights though, my foster mother would be sad. I fight in MMA tournaments.)

But nobody would have guessed that I would pass college and study chemistry. (Always scolded for wearing the scarf though. But I'll never remove it!)

As for my dreams, they were still there and I still see the pretty girl and the adventures she had with her magical guild.

One day, in the corner of my eye, I saw pretty blonde hair and beautiful brown orbs as I was walking down the street.

I've never thought of it as strange until...

...That fateful day.

-12/2/16

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