You were relaxed at your dorm room, laying on your stomach with a book in front of you, the air conditioner in just the right spot, your favorite pj's on, no classes or homework left for today...

But your peace soon enough got interrupted when your boyfriend opened the door in a sudden and loud movement.

"How could you?"

He asked, his voice full of cold accusation, hair slightly tossed and eyes slightly sleepy—as if he just woke up from a nap.

"Excuse me?" you say, as he enters the room and closes the door behind him, as if he was about to have a conversation that no one else should hear.

"How could you cheat on me?" He said, a frown of... somehow childish hurt and anger in his eyes. Almost pouty.

You gave him a confused glare.

"What are you even talking about?"

"The other day I heard Jirou and Momo saying that they agreed that dreams might be signals or things like that. And I just dreamed that you cheated on me."