MEMORY 1
(Y/N)'s p.o.v.
I scampered across the room, trying to sneak past him.
"(Y/N)!" he shouted, staring out the corridor and away from me. "Where are you?" Snickering quietly, I hid behind a box. "(Y/N)..." he whined. "Please come out.."
"Nope, not this time," I thought to myself as I held my hands to my mouth to silence my breathing. However, he had already found me.
"Found you!" he cheered as he peered behind the box I was hiding behind.
"AH!" I shrieked as he came into visibility. "You found me, B-"
The moment had paused. Carefully, I observed the figure that had found me, trying to remember who this person was, but his face was blurred and I couldn't remember his name.
It was nothing but a weak memory that I held onto.
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