"Mari...?"

Sunny mumbled, mostly to himself as he observed you from our of the window pane from his bedroom. You were just a stranger, yet you looked so familiar. You looked like her. He squeezed his eyes shut, gripping a clump of his hair to cope with your uncanny resemblance.

How. How did you look so much like her? Was it how far away he was looking at you from? A million thoughts swirled his mind, a million images. He had to be overreacting.