whenever you enter the girls' rooms, rayne always got this mini migraine which lasted for just a second. you were so familiar, yet so confusing.

it felt like she knew you somewhere. you always hurt her head, it had to be a sign. but she couldn't point out how. why were you so confusing?

rayne sat next to you on the couch, awkward with the silence. she sighed, noticing no one was with them.

"do i know you? before my amnesia?" the blunt question made you shoot your head up, shocked. "i feel like i do." rayne continued.