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All this changing scenery, it went so fast I couldn't understand what it was. It looked like I was going through someone's memories. I felt a bit overwhelmed but it came to a stop. Everything was painted white. A man stood opposite me, a few meters away.

A cold breeze even colder to what I am used to. What was this? I looked at the male figure.

I couldn't make out how he looked like, but his long dark grey hair moved along with the wind. I dont know if it was my eyes but everytime I would focus at his ponytail, it wasn't there, gone like a glitch. His sleeves where long, part white and part grey. Like a haori, but shorter.

Even though that man wasn't walking, he was closer than before. The cold mist grew in it's temperature. It felt like I was trapped under an ocean with ice.  He was pale, eyes were dark grey with light grey highlights. Slight blue eyeshadow..?

His face was calm, giving me a soft smile. Although his cheek was cracked, shattered? Like it was ice, like he was ice.
He moved to turn his body, standing diagonally with his shoulder towards me and spoke the words.

“With this, I can finally watch over you”

What?

With the sudden shock– it had awaken me to the sight of my bedroom.

"...What was that?"

I clasp my hand inorder to stop the feeling of numbness. Thinking back at the dream it was such an unusual one, in any of my dreams I had never have someone talk to me in a third wall way? Well I'd eventually forget about this dream anyway so what's the point in worrying about it, Yeah.




yo!

So like bruh I woke up at like 5:50 like always yeah and I look at my phone and I see Sachi awake way before me and when I say way before she be awake like 3 am. Mandem how can she even do that. Anyways I open my door and go to the bathroom and do that shiz yeah. I hear Sachi in the kitchen singing some mad ting song and she wakes up my bro Neon. Me and Neon are real bros by the way

This is how I would write (I'm over exaggerating) but some where along that paragraph. Bruhs intensely. This is actually the first thing I typed up and not 'Meeting Wendī' rofl there is some drastic change from that to this.

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