Chapter 2 – This time again…Unrequited or not…?

Author's note: I've just started playing 707's route! (I'm on Day 6 currently).

I based the continuation of this next chapter on 707's RESET theory as I've seen many suggested it on Tumblr (Yes, I love the game to the extent that I enjoy fanart, comics and memes). Maybe for this RESET, the great 7-0-7 can finally get his unrequited feelings reciprocated by the MC this time? Only time can tell.

11 days of MM love restarts again~

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One fateful day, I had a weird dream. In the dream, I was looking at myself – a younger version of myself. Or was it really myself…? I crept closer and my eyes met with the mysterious boy. It was Saeran. Upon initial eye contact, the young Saeran grabbed me tight. My hidden memories of my childhood began to flood in my head, almost if I was hit by a tsunami. All of a sudden, Saeran started to burst into tears. I felt extremely frantic as I gradually knelt down to his height in my attempt to comfort him. I was totally at lost and I did not know what to do.

Then you came along.

You stood in between the both of us, and gave the young Saeran a loving rub on his head. He seemed to stop crying and started to cling onto you from behind instead. You turned towards me, and offered me your hand. Out of curiosity, I looked up but I could not see your face well. My vision appeared blur as tears start to fall uncontrollably. My hand started to tremble. I had felt a familiar feeling that I had known you from before.

Part of me wanted to reach out desperately, but another hidden part of myself was telling me that I should not. I felt that accepting your hand was something that I could not ever imagine doing. I feared that someone like me would taint the holy you. Feeling weak hearted, my arm started to pull back gradually when you suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand tight. Your hand was warm – so warm that I could feel butterflies in my stomach for that instant.

You gently pulled my hand towards the position of your heart as you closed your eyes to concentrate. I was embarrassed at the sudden gesture, but it made me realise something. We were connected. I felt connected to you and you were also connected with me too. I could feel your warmth and hear your fast beating heart. It made me feel a great sense of relief and comfort. I wanted to keep staying close to you until…

"Hey…Agent 707…Zero Seven! Wake up!"

Mary Vanderwood had abruptly woke me up from dreamland. I realized that I was unconsciously raising my right hand. The very hand that had felt your warmth. An effect from the dream perhaps. I pulled down my arm and placed my hand on my heart. It was beating faster than usual.

Vanderwood started to sneer at me sarcastically. "Did you have a nightmare or something…? You were crying in your sleep though. We have new instructions about work from the boss. Wake up..!"

I wiped my tears roughly, and reluctantly dragged myself out of bed. I reached out to grab my phone to check for new messages in the RFA chatroom. It has become a habit of mine to check the RFA app every single morning.

I turned on the RFA messenger app as per normal, and the usual members were present. However, I felt that something was missing but I could not tell why. When I tried to remember, my head started to hurt.

In the middle of the conversation, "you" intruded.

We were all alarmed by the presence of you appearing in the chatroom as it was only private and confidential for RFA members. I could not believe my eyes that my almighty super secured security system was hacked. Upon knowing that you were currently intruding at Rika's apartment, I quickly turned on the CCTV for the apartment and I saw you. It was the same "you" from my dream. I started to slap myself awake, wondering if I was still dreaming. My past memories began to stream like a video in my head as I started to remember my feelings for you that I had buried deep within my heart.

It felt like déjà vu once more – did time reset to the moment where I first met you in the chatroom…?

I stared into space while pondering the meaning of my dream. I could not stop worrying about the crying Saeran, and I knew it was all up to me to set things right.

This time for sure.