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A burning sensation hit my forehead, making me want to jump into a pool of ice. I would do anything to feel a cold breeze. To make this worse, I had a headache. I had no clue why I had these symptoms though. Then again, there was something even worse than the headache, I didn't know my name or where I was.

I lifted my head to find a boy allowing me to lean against him. His dark brown hair touched his ears, and his eyes seemed to hold oceans. He was focused on drawing in a sketch book. He didn't seem to notice I was awake.

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