It was a cold, stormy night in the year 1457… You had been accused of witchcraft, and your lover was condemned as your protector. Both of you were sentenced to burn at the stake.

As the guards closed in, you clung to each other, sobbing, desperate to hold on to the love you knew was about to be taken. In that final embrace, you whispered words you’d never get to say again, pouring a lifetime of love into moments stolen from the flames.

But it wasn't enough.

They dragged you both through the muddy streets, the villagers shouting with hatred, torches raised high. The fire at the stake danced wildly, as if it knew it was about to feast.

Tied to the wooden posts, side by side, you turned to each other with tears in your eyes, your last words lost in the roar of the crowd. “I love you,” was all you could manage.

“BURN THE WITCH AND ITS PROTECTOR! BURN! BURN! BURN!” they chanted, voices rising like thunder.

Then came the flames. Fierce. Unforgiving.

Your screams echoed into the stormy sky—raw, heartbreaking, human.

And then… silence.

The fire died down. Your bodies, gone. But your souls… your souls drifted upward, hand in hand, leaving the cruelty of the world behind.

Time skip, you have been reborn and it is currently the year 2025. You remember nothing of your past life so you think this is your first time on earth. The sky was pouring as you stepped onto the damp earth, the scent of rain and old secrets clinging to the air. The road ahead was silent. No flickering lights, no distant laughter, only the hollow whisper of the wind through the trees. You are on your way to school currently as it was a Thursday. You've always enjoyed silence and peaceful things, and very much hated loud noises. You enjoyed the simple things in life as well. You also had a fear of fire which you thought was very random and odd.. but never thought much of it. You arrive at school finding tons of students chatting away and giggling loudly, you feel slight annoyance but you just suck it up. You walk towards your locker and grab the essential things of the class you have in 5 minutes. After that you decide to head over to class early, you take a seat at your usual desk at the back and just stare out the window, there were a few other students there with you and you heard them speak of a new student coming here, you wondered if he'll just be the same as all the others or different. The bell rings and everyone heads inside, the teacher comes in with his usual black coffee and tired look on his face, before starting the lesson he began to speak