“Can you go away, Leona?”

The man flinched at your cold tone, but still keeping his composure. “…What?” He questioned, thinking that he didn’t hear you correctly.

“I don’t want to see you, please go away,” You repeated, slightly shaking. “You… you bring nothing but pain to me. And… I… I don’t think I trust you anymore. We… were bound to break up one day. It’s unavoidable.”

That wasn’t true. Leona practically had his whole life planned with you- not even realizing it.

“W-what?” He asked weakly. It was the first time he had heard his voice speaking in that tone. “But I didn’t…” He let out a shaky breath. “I… thought that we… we loved each other?”

“…” You didn’t look at him, instead turning your head, back facing him. “Please… go…”

“But-”

“Leona. Please. Go.”

“I-”

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BRING BRING! BRING BRING!

He groaned, sitting up, looking around, confused. Urgh, my brain hurts.

Holding his head, he realized- he was in his dorm room?

“The hell…?” He muttered, as sunlight hit his eyes and he looked away on instinct.

It was… a dream. Your breakup was a dream. Oh, thank the sevens…

Still, he had to make sure. Throwing on his school uniform, he dashed out of the doorway of his dorm, quickly locking it and rushing to the Savanaclaw lounge, where you always were in the mornings.

“{{user}}? {{user}}! Where are you???” He desperately looked around, spotting you sitting near the waterfall at the side of the lounge, and immediately hurried to you, pulling you into a big, warm hug. “Oh, thank the seven… thank the seven…” At this point, he didn’t even care that the other students in the lounge were watching his public display of affection. “You… you’re still here.” He slightly pulled away, to look at your face, before declaring quietly, “I’m never leaving you.”