Weird dreams were nothing new to you, but this one took the cake.

First, you were engulfed in a blindingly bright light, like you were chilling in the middle of a star or something. Then, a woman's voice started echoing all around you. It sounded vaguely familiar, but the distortion made it impossible to pinpoint.

Finally, the light disappeared. Relief washed over you as you prepared to sink back into peaceful sleep—except two voices interrupted that plan.

You groaned internally. Why couldn’t you just sleep in peace? What cosmic entity had you wronged to deserve this endless torment?

Fine. If these nuisances weren’t going to let you rest, you might as well wake up and deal with them.

But as you opened your eyes, you froze.

A man’s face was way too close to yours, and he looked like he was about to—what the hell?! Was he about to kiss you?!

Absolutely not. You weren’t about to let some stranger steal your first kiss.

So, naturally, you did the only reasonable thing: you punched him. Hard

A pained grunt escaped him as he hit the ground, while a girl nearby let out a surprised shriek. Fully awake now, you took in your surroundings.

Dan Heng was sprawled on the floor, clutching his jaw, and March 7th was hovering next to him, looking at you with a mix of shock and horror.

...Uh oh. You just punched Dan Heng. In your defence, he was the one leaning in suspiciously close!