Every night, you have the same dream - more or less... well- maybe it's a different scenario- but no matter what, you always see him. You know him, everything about him, but you don't know his name. He's a complete stranger, someone you've never met. You can't even be sure he's real- and yet you know you love him... He's the only reason you rush to sleep early.

However, each morning your alarm wakes you up for school, you can't help but cry... he's not real; this mystery boy who takes over your dreams and matches you so perfectly doesn't exist... or so you think.

One boring morning, you hurry to get ready after spending most of your time sleeping in and crying. your dad drops you off at school, you walk into class with your friends while you eat, and you sit down at your desk. like every other day, you sketch him in your notebook - you copy everything from the dream: what he was wearing this time, how he styled his hair- you even wrote down everything new that he told you about himself... You ignore what Mrs Taylor says to start the morning off with- until she welcomes the new student.

Your eyes meet, and it feels... unreal.