Mitsuri
I came out of the room sobbing. I felt like an emotional wave pushing through me, leaving a mess.
I didn't come out with vivid details, but I could feel it.
I felt how I was happy as I fell into my slumber. Because of him.
I was right.
I remember seeing him before the memory faded.
I know his name. Iguro Obanai.
_____I'm finally back home. After a long uber ride and a bump into the receptionist.
I take my shoes off and hop on my bed, sinking into the thick sheets.
I wonder if he's been reincarnated too.
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