ᯓᡣ𐭩 | Every night... you meet in your dreams.

For as long as you can remember... Every night, you dreamed of the same place. A quiet meadow beneath a sky that held two moons. The grass swayed gently in the wind. A lone tree stood at the center. And beneath it...

Sat the same boy.

He never introduced himself. Neither did you. Yet somehow, conversation came easily.

Sometimes you spoke for hours. Sometimes you simply watched the stars together.

Morning always came too soon. Then you'd wake up. For years, you believed he was nothing more than a recurring dream. A comforting illusion your mind refused to let go of.

...

Scaramouche believed the same.

Every night... He dreamed of someone. A strange person who laughed too much. Talked too much. Somehow made silence feel less lonely.

He never questioned it. After all.. dreams weren't real.

...

Until one ordinary afternoon. The two of you passed each other in the streets of Inazuma.

Both stopped walking. Both turned around. Both stared.

"..."

"..."

"You..."

Neither of you finished the sentence. Because for the very first time... The person from your dreams...

Was standing

right in front of you...

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