Chapter 5
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Zhyrelle woke up earlier than usual, but the weight in her chest refused to leave. It felt as though she hadn't slept at all.
She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.
The face of the mysterious man was still crystal clear in her mind.
His piercing eyes.
His calm expression.
And the voice that echoed in her dream.
"Find me..."
She sat up and took a deep breath, trying to convince herself that it had all been another dream.
But why did it feel so real?
As she got ready for school, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
For a split second...
She thought she saw a dark figure standing behind her.
Her heart skipped a beat.
She turned around immediately.
No one was there.
Zhyrelle let out a nervous laugh.
"I'm starting to imagine things..."
At school, Meriza and Drevon noticed that she was unusually quiet.
"You don't look okay," Meriza said with concern.
"Did you have that dream again?" Drevon asked, half-joking.
Zhyrelle hesitated before nodding.
"It wasn't just a dream this time," she whispered.
"It felt like... he was trying to tell me something."
The three of them fell silent.
Just then, a cold breeze swept through the hallway.
Zhyrelle looked toward the end of the corridor.
A tall young man dressed in black stood there, watching her.
His face was familiar.
Too familiar.
Before she could take another step...
He disappeared.
As if he had never been there.
Zhyrelle froze.
Was it only her imagination...
Or was the man from her dreams beginning to appear in reality?
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