The Most Predictable Love Story

Chapter 29 - it all started with a mental breakdown

It only lasted for a millisecond before he looked away.

even though that millisecond felt much, much longer.
there are just too many people within crowds, that it has always, always felt like when you meet someone's eyes even when there are hundreds and thousands of pairs around you, it's nowhere near a coincidence.

sure, sometimes you'd accidentally look at a stranger who knows nothing about you, and you'd look away as quickly,
but I've always liked to think that those people are somehow connected to you, whether you want it or not. maybe in a past life, you were the closest of friends. your souls were searching amongst everyone else to find theirs, and the simplest glance could change everything.

Jesus Christ, this leg is really messing with my head.

I took another closer look to make sure that my brain wasn't making things up. Squinting my eyes until i was sure at who i was looking at

That son of a bitch.

Dominic stopped in his tracks, looking at me in concern, "are you okay?" He followed my gaze, now his face filled with confusion. "Do you know him?" I looked at him, probably looking crazy.

"Uh, yeah, we've never been in the same class though. Do you know him? Seems like you do" he hesitated at the end, i nodded slowly, "I really hope i'm wrong though"

We started to make our way to some empty seats, finding four empty ones against the wall at the very back. I couldn't help but keep glancing back at him, making sure that I'm not remembering things wrong. Looking at him about 5 more times, I'm unfortunately pretty sure i was right.

Konnor.

This feels like a prank.
A cruel, very unfunny prank.

But i looked back up and found the same face, the same crooked teeth and the same person who i've hated for so long. Now i find myself not being able to take my eyes off him

It feels like an unknown anger i didn't know I've had bottled up in me

"Hey, hey" Dominic has been calling me for a while, finally getting my attention after waving his hand over my face, I wasn't even fazed anymore on how struck i was when I first saw him. Nothing else seemed to matter now except for the fact that someone who was not supposed to be here is suddenly back in my life.

"Yeah?" I blinked
"You don't seem okay" we've only known each other for precisely 3 minutes, but genuine worry filled his eyes, "did he do something to you?" He tried to be quiet, then slowly glanced at his back to him.

He was right, i was not okay. And i know precisely why that is,

It's because I don't remember anything at all.

I remember his face, i remember all their faces, but that was it. All i know now is the anger bubbling up in me, hatred towards something strong. Something I've buried a long time ago, so deep i myself can't even recall.

I'm sorry, universe, for underestimating you. You win.

All i could do was take a big breath and puff it out, noticing i was shaking slightly, he took my hands and started to put them against each other, "listen to me" i met his eyes, his calm and mine wide filled with panic.

They're a good distraction, still. I tried to steady my breathing while tapping my feet. "Listen to me" he repeated. "Yeah, i am" i nodded too much, am i really having a panic attack right now, out of all places?

"Do this with me" he started to tap the sides of his hands continuously from left to right, "think of the things you're anxious about, stay calm" i repeated after him, noticing a bandage on one of his fingers as I start tapping the side of my hands, then my forehead and down my face, thinking,