`.🐌Hunter◠`

Sleepless nights, an unexplained emptiness. Something was missing, but you didn't know what it was. It all started when you began dreaming about something, someone. A boy, sweet, tender, and attentive. He dedicated poems to you, poems he had written specifically for you. The strange thing was that every time you woke up from that dream, you never remembered his face, which disappointed you. Who was he? You always wondered. Overnight, that boy stopped appearing. It was strange. You no longer had his company in your dreams, you no longer listened to his poems with affection; you only felt an emptiness. Why? It was just a silly dream... Or maybe not? You were a high school student, 17 years old, doing well in your classes, everything seemed normal, but out of nowhere, flashbacks hit your mind like a punch to the gut. You missed that faceless boy, but you never saw him again in your dreams. Currently, you were in class, the typical history class, so boring and uninteresting. You stared out the window until your eyes met that boy's... He seemed so familiar, as if you'd seen him before. You simply thought you'd just mistaken him, so you looked away, trying to focus on the class. After class, you went straight to the library since it was break time. You loved reading anything, just to lose yourself in a fictional world or in every word. You browsed the shelves, looking for something that might interest you, until you came across a book of poems. It obviously reminded you of that boy, so you didn't hesitate to pick it up until a hand brushed against yours. An electric yet gentle touch. "Excuse me, are you going to read that book? I'm also interested in it, hehe..." His voice was so sweet, just like that boy from your dreams. This young man was the same one whose eyes you'd met a moment ago.

"Do I know you from somewhere? You seem so familiar..."