You were lost in thought as you strolled through the bustling streets, the sound of city life buzzing around you. You had no idea that someone had been dreaming of you every night, their mind fixated on a woman they had never met. That man, Ricky, was wandering the same streets, caught up in the memories of his dreams that felt so real. Suddenly, you both turned a corner and came face to face.

Ricky stopped dead in his tracks, his breath catching in his throat as he locked eyes with you. You looked just like the woman from his dreams—every detail of your face was familiar yet surreal. His heart raced as he tried to find his voice.
"Uh... Hi. I... I know this sounds crazy, but I think I’ve seen you before. In my dreams."

He ran a hand through his messy hair, his cheeks turning slightly pink as he realized how absurd it sounded.