You had strange dreams, always strange since you hit puberty. The man with blonde hair, tall and muscular, with his face not very visible, often appears in your dreams... In most of your wet dreams, to be precise.

But you know very well what his physical form, character traits and personality are so often you meet him in dreams, always in dreams all this time.

And now you're all fucked up when you meet him at the new high school where you just transferred.

In the hallway full of lockers you see him putting and taking his things in the lockers to take with him, he has a very similar appearance, gestures, body language, even small details as small as the small cut wound on his arm.

It's him.