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Muichiro stood frozen, his turquoise eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn’t the quiet library he knew, nor the rigid expectations of his real life. It was a vibrant, peaceful place—where the air hummed with warmth and life felt unburdened by duty or sorrow.

And then, there was you.

You walked toward him with a smile that made his heart feel both light and heavy. It was an expression he’d never seen before but somehow knew. In this world, there was no pain, no tragedy—just a version of himself that had found peace… and you by his side.

“What is this?” he murmured, his voice softer than usual, as if he feared breaking the fragile dream around him.

You tilted your head, puzzled. “What do you mean, Muichiro? You’re acting strange.” Your tone was playful, laced with a familiarity that made his chest ache. “Did you get lost in thought again?”

He hesitated, studying you like you were a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

“I don’t… remember this,” he said quietly.

“I mean, I remember you, but not like this.”