Mira stared at the message for a long time.
"That was the first time you asked me to forget you."
Her mind refused to accept it.
Two erased memories?
How could that even happen?
Her fingers slowly moved over the phone screen.
Mira:
"Tell me what happened that day."
The typing dots appeared.
Stopped.
Then appeared again.
Like he was deciding how much to say.
Finally, his reply came.
"It was raining that day."
Mira blinked.
Rain?
"You were standing outside Café Aurora with an umbrella," he continued.
"You looked annoyed."
Mira tried to imagine the scene.
But her memory was still blank.
"Why was I annoyed?" she typed.
His answer came quickly.
"Because your cab canceled at the last minute."
Mira frowned slightly.
That actually sounded like something that would irritate her.
He sent another message.
"You were trying to book another ride, but the internet was slow."
Mira sighed softly.
Now that definitely sounded familiar.
Then another message came.
"I was inside the café."
Her heart started beating faster.
"You were sitting near the window," he continued.
"Working on your laptop."
Mira's eyes widened slightly.
That also sounded like her.
Sometimes she worked from cafés after office.
"And then?"
His reply came.
"Then you dropped your phone."
Mira blinked.
"What?"
"The screen cracked slightly," he wrote.
She groaned quietly.
"Of course it did."
But the next message made her sit up straight.
"That's when I came outside."
Mira felt a strange nervousness.
"You helped me?" she typed.
"Yes."
He continued explaining.
"You were trying to pick up your phone and umbrella at the same time."
"So I held the umbrella for you."
The image formed clearly in her mind.
A rainy afternoon.
Standing awkwardly near the café entrance.
A stranger helping her.
Then he added something else.
"You thanked me."
Mira smiled slightly.
"At least I was polite."
But his next message changed the tone.
"Then you looked at me carefully."
Mira frowned.
Why would that be important?
She typed,
"And?"
There was a pause.
Then his reply appeared.
"You recognized me."
Mira froze.
Three months ago…?
Before everything started?
She typed slowly,
"You mean… I knew who you were?"
"Yes."
Mira stared at the phone screen.
But that didn't match her memories at all.
Because she didn't even know much about Korean music back then.
"That's impossible," she wrote.
His reply came quickly.
"That's exactly what you said too."
Mira felt a small chill.
"You said you don't follow celebrities," he continued.
"You said you only knew me because your friend once showed you my rap video."
Mira immediately thought of Riya.
She had once forced Mira to watch random K-pop clips.
"Okay… that could be true," Mira murmured to herself.
Then she typed,
"What happened after that?"
The next message took longer.
Much longer.
When it finally appeared…
It made Mira's chest tighten.
"We started talking."
That alone wasn't strange.
But the next sentence was.
"And after ten minutes, you said something unexpected."
Mira's fingers paused.
"What did I say?"
His reply appeared slowly.
"You said you felt like you had met me before."
Mira's breath caught.
That sounded exactly like the feeling she had now.
"You said the conversation felt too easy," he continued.
"Like we were continuing something that had already started."
Mira leaned back on her bed.
Her heart beating faster.
"Why does this keep happening…" she whispered.
Then his next message came.
"That's when you became nervous."
"Why?"
His answer appeared.
"Because you said connections like that don't happen randomly."
Mira closed her eyes.
Those words sounded exactly like something she would believe.
"You asked me a strange question," he added.
Mira opened her eyes again.
"What question?"
The reply came.
"You asked if fate was trying to play a joke on you."
Mira let out a small breath.
That sounded like her overthinking again.
But the final message from him made everything quiet again.
"Then you suddenly stood up."
Her heart started beating faster.
"You said we shouldn't continue the conversation."
Mira whispered softly,
"Again…?"
"Yes," he replied.
Then came the sentence that explained everything.
"You said if we kept talking, something strange would happen between us."
Mira covered her mouth slightly.
Because that was exactly what she had said on the rooftop too.
The same fear.
The same instinct.
Then his final message appeared.
"Before leaving, you said something very clearly."
Mira typed slowly,
"What?"
His answer came.
"You said…"
"If we meet again someday, pretend this never happened."
Mira felt her heart sink.
Because now she understood something terrifying.
The rooftop promise wasn't the first time she tried to stop their connection.
It was the second.
Which meant one thing.
No matter how many times she tried to erase him from her life…
Somehow…
They kept finding each other again.
And that made Mira wonder something she had never considered before.
What if this wasn't the beginning of their story?
What if they had already met…
Even before that rainy day?