I Was Cheated on by My Girlfriend but My Devilish Junior Now Yearns for Me V2 Prologue
Prologue
For the first time in a long while, I had a dream.It’s a strange sensation, being aware of it, but that’s exactly where I found myself. The dream was of my youth—my high school days, vibrant as spring. The nostalgic scenery of my alma mater unfolded around me, so vivid I could almost smell the familiar, dusty scent of the classroom.
Why was I dreaming about this now? It wasn’t as if I had any major complaints about my current life in college. I’d worked hard to get here, and I’d actually grown to like it. I was freer than ever, with more choices laid out before me than I’d ever had.
And yet, there were moments when I found myself suddenly longing to return. A time when I was bound by club activities, with no real freedom to speak of. It was a unique environment, dozens of us confined to the same space for a year, the faces changing with each new cycle. My high school life was a small pond that had felt as vast as an ocean.
It wasn’t all happy memories; there were plenty of bitter ones, too. Even so, there’s one thing I know for sure: those days were an absolutely essential part of shaping the person I am today. Who I am now exists because of that time.
──The moment that thought crossed my mind, a girl with long, black hair came into view.
I suppose things like this are bound to happen in a dream. The girl was gazing out the window at something, a forlorn look on her face. I knew who she was. And the me of now knew why she wore that sorrowful expression. Just as I opened my mouth to say something, she turned to face me.
Her large eyes were frustratingly beautiful, even in a dream. I couldn’t help but shrug.
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