■Y/N's POV■

That dream again...

I've just woke up from the same dream again. But really, how could that Onigiri shop owner looks exactly like the man in my dream.

Y/N: even their name is the same...

I walk out of my bed and tidy myself up. I got a job at the local library, but I'm still free until the afternoon because my shift starts at three.

Grandma is sitting behind the counter of her sweet shop, my grandparents have a traditional sweet shop.

Y/N GM: sweety... can you help me to grab some of these things from the market? My back joints are kind of hurt...

Y/N: are you okay grandma? Yes, here, let me buy them...

I took the piece of paper that grandma held and put it in my pocket. I put on my sandals and about to leave when grandma calls.

Y/N GM: sweety, please stop by and buy some of Osamu's onigiri

That guy...

Y/N: okay!

I've just finished buying things from the market. Now I walk to the onigiri shop from yesterday. I push the door open and walk in.

Y/N: good morning...

Osamu san is behind the counter and he turns his gaze at me.

Osamu: welcome to Miya onigiri... oh, Y/N isn't it? Are you alone today?

I walk closer to the counter and put my grocery bags down.

Y/N: uh yes... grandma said her joints are in pain... uh I would like to have 5 Onigiri, please...

Osamu: I hope (Y/N Gm) san get well soon... okay, you can please sit for a minute...

With that, I sit on the stool near the counter. I can't help but stare at Osamu san. Well, besides he looks like someone from my dream, he's really pleasing for the eyes. He's handing some onigiri to another customer.

Why did I feel comfortable around him? As if I'm familiar with his presence.

Being around him, makes

me happy... how?

We don't know each other until recently, but why do I feel at ease when I see him. It'll be nice if we could actually be friends, Osamu san is the only person at my age that I knew around here.

Suddenly, when I'm staring at him. Osamu san talks.

Osami: do you live around here when you're younger or anything?

Y/N: pardon?

■Osamu's POV■

Seeing this woman I keep on having thoughts about her. It's just weird I think, dreaming about someone that you've never met before.

Maybe, if she lives here when she's younger and, I by any chance saw her before, that will make sense.

Osamu: have you ever live in this neighborhood when you're younger?

Y/N: ah no... I even rarely come here when I'm young because my parents are so busy, but my grandparents used to visit us... why did you ask?

Osamu: nothing, just wondering...

I steal a glance at Y/N. Her face, hair, eyes, everything about her exactly looks like that woman I've dreamed about since I was fifteen. Even their name is the same.

How's this even possible?

When I'm packing the Onigiri, I see that Y/N sometimes steals a glance at me, and she's fidgeting on her seat as if she wants to say something.

I put the onigiri on the bag, and hand it to her. She took it and pays for it. Just then she realizes something.

Y/N: uh Osamu san... there's six onigiri in here...

Osamu: I give you a bonus... it's for (Y/N GM) san I hope she gets well soon..

Y/N beams a smile, and I could feel my heart skips a beat.

Y/N: thank you so much... Osamu san...

Why does it feel nostalgic? We never met before...

Osamu: uh sure no problem...

With that Y/N bows her head and turns around. But just before she walks out of the door she stops and turns to look at me.

Y/N: O-Osamu san...

Y/N looks flustered, I could see a pink line across her cheeks.

Cute...

Osamu: what is it?

Y/N: um... I just want to say something... but it's kind of weird though... please don't be mad...

Why am I anticipating what she would likely say?

Osamu: go on...

Y/N looks at her feeds, but her body is completely facing me now. Standing a few meters away from me.

Y/N: it's funny... but... I've been having dreams about someone who looks like Osamu san...

She laughs wryly and scratches her temple gently.

Could it be the same kind of dream?

Y/N: um maybe that's why I have this familiar feeling when I'm around Osamu san... I uh just hope we could be friends... that's all... um I should leave now...

Y/N bows her head at me again and smiles with her slightly flushed face.

Y/N: goodbye... I'll see you later

The moment Y/N says goodbye and walk away, a scene of something that I've never seen before cross my head.

"Y/N wears a Kimono, saying goodbye with tears, hiding behind a tree

Y/N: goodbye... I'll see you later..."

Osamu: what is that?

My heart clenches, and suddenly a surge of feelings fills my body as I'm running after Y/N. I walk out of my shop, and thankfully she's still near.

Osamu: Y/N!

Why did I feel like I need to call her?

■3rd Person POV■

Y/N turns around when she hears Osamu call out her name. Her heart is beating fast just from him calling on her name.

Y/N: uh yes? Is anything wrong?

Osamu walks closer and stops a meter away. The woman is a little nervous, being in front of a handsome guy like Osamu made her nervous. Moreover, he looks like the man she has been dreamt of.

Osamu: uh... you're new around here and probably haven't met many peoples around our age...

Osamu feels a little nervous as well, he even surprises by himself the moment he ran after her and calls her. Osamu takes out his phone from his pocket, and hand it to Y/N.

Osamu: I can be your friend... I can give you a hand around here... so maybe, we could exchange number?

Y/N feels like she stops breathing for a sec. She's flustered, she timidly looking inside her purse and pulls out her phone.

Y/N: s-sure... that will be nice...

The two put each other's numbers on their phone and put their phone back to where it was.

Osamu: well, if you need anything you could probably just ask...

Y/N: thank you Osamu san...

Y/N smiles sweetly and this sent butterfly to Osamu's stomach.

Y/N: I'm happy to have you as my friend... you're my first friend in here...

Osamu: no problem...

Y/N: uh well... I'll get back I guess... grandma is alone...

Osamu: say hello to her for me...

Y/N nods her head and excuses herself. Osamu watches as the woman going further away.

Both have these familiar feelings inside...

Both feel comfortable around each other...

As if they longed for the other's presence...

Though they're confused... they follow their feelings...