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Every night at exactly 2:17, Y/N dreams of the same stranger. They never meet in the same place twice, but somehow he always finds her, always knows the waltz, and always seems to remember more than she does. She has no idea who he is or why he feels so familiar. A dream, a past life, an alternate reality, or something else entirely? Then one night, he remembers something she doesn’t: a life where they had already met. And now Y/N has to figure out whether she’s dreaming about him, remembering him, or somehow finding him again.