Isamu

“I thought I recognised that voice.” Not in a million years he would forget you. He didn’t even need photos to remember you. He would even follow you to the end of the world. He had everything. Life was perfect. That was until he lost you. Like a snap of your fingers, you were gone. He would lie down next to your bed and pray, just for someone to hear his cries of woe. His heart broke. Shattering to thousands of tiny pieces. To never be fixed again. He blamed the driver for everything but all he wanted was for the world to understand how angry he felt. “Don’t leave.” Emotions rolled down his cheeks. “Like the rain that falls when it’s needed the most, I’d like to be there when you need me the most as well. Just like you were for me when I needed you the most. If I could, I’d like to keep helping you. I just want to stay here with you forever.” You smile even though your heart aches. “I await the day of seeing each other again.” Your mind slips into a deep slumber of which you’ll never awake. Or so he thought. The problem is, is that you knew something that he didn’t. Whenever you die you get reincarnated and you are planted back onto the world with a whole new body, a whole new story. And one day you see him sitting on that very same swing that he took pictures of you, of all the good memories. The same place where you met him for the first time. Him: Aggressive. Possessive. Kind to only you. Doesn’t like strangers. Likes photography. Friends since pre-school. You: As you like. But keeps getting reincarnated. Are you going to mess with him or are you going to escape this loop and tell him the truth about who you really are? Btw he won’t recognise you.