A week later

Giggles and short breaths between laughter fill the atmosphere in an enchanted way. That's just how Hanabi wants. A lazy day, laying on the couch upside down as she would awfully sing out the lyrics showcased on the TV, her unique way of a concert.

Or it could be a random meme in which she makes a ridiculous comment and laughs all by herself. 

But this time, she was singing her heart out. And in between those moments, the smell of freshly baked brownies takes over her senses as she pauses her whole imaginary audience to get a taste of it.

Tiptoeing her feet to the kitchen where the smell was coming from, she makes sure to make no sound at all on her arrival. But as soon as she reaches the kitchen, she was greeted by nothing but an empty kitchen.

The confusion gets a grasp on her newfound expression till she feels a tap on her shoulder.

"Are you looking for these, my love?" A deep yet melodic voice rings in her ears as she turns her head back almost immediately.

But it was already late. A familiar figure of a woman was already running with the tray of brownies in her hand.

Hanabi's mind refuses to dig into the worries of who is it.

" Catch me if you can." The woman's voice echoes as Hanabi doesn't remain at her same pace. Rather than being invested in finding who it is, she decides to accept the challenge of catching her.

"Forget the brownies. I'd catch you anyways. " Hanabi threatens while she follows the unknown woman.

"Oh nooo." The woman cries out in horror earning a chuckle from Hanabi.

"Stop there please." Hanabi huffs out from revolving all around the living room, chasing her.

"I made them for you anyways, silly" The woman sets the tray of brownies on the table as her contagious giggle seems to affect Hanabi as well.

Her short curls pushed back as she throws her head back in hysterics. Her jaw is on display as her eyes turn into the most perfect crescent as she squints while laughing. The sound of her laughter was not familiar, kind of out of ordinary as Hanabi states.

"But since you made me run, now it's my turn to chase." A wicked smile creeps onto her pretty face, making her more unrealistic. She clasps her hand together before attempting to run after Hanabi. While Hanabi freezes in her place, too stunned to do anything.

"What? Do you want me to catch you?" The unbelievably pretty woman winks at her while Hanabi just wanted to sink into the ground.

"I-I was-" Hanabi stutters before fleeting off of her place. But it was too late as a strong pair of arms pushed her back onto the couch. Still a bit late for a reaction but it was the same as before, stunned. 

Before her adjusting to the current situation, the woman with the pretty face hovers above her. "You think you could run away from me?" Her long fingers tuck Hanabi's hair out of her vision, sliding to her chin, giving a little raise to face the woman.

Hanabi squirms under her body as blood rushes through her cheeks. Being aware of her flustered expression, the woman leans in to tease her a bit more.

But that's when it snaps. 

All of her becomes familiar. Her hair, her face, her lips, her fingers, and lastly her eyes which Hanabi still is not familiar with.

"Aren't you-" Hanabi starts.

"Shhh," The woman caresses her cheeks with her thumb, ever so lovingly before leaning more. Their lips barely touched as Hanabi closes her eyes in defeat, completely aware of the reality.

And when she finally opens her eyes, reality harshly greets her. Not giving her a chance to fully enjoy the dream.

This is not even the first time. From the very first day of meeting the woman in the hospital, she's been making scenarios of her unknowingly and now the dreams are supposed to act up on that.

"If only I knew anything about you" Hanabi releases a sigh of defeat, rolling on her bed while her mind replays what the nurse said about the accident.

"I'm sorry I can't give you any more information about that patient except the fact that your brother and she was in the same accident," The nurse stated a week ago, crushing all Hanabi's expectations of her.