You stared out through the bus window. It was yet another field trip. This time you were going to a history museum. The past was always a fascination of yours, but everyone else thought it was just plain boring. They were obviously wrong.

The bus came to a quick stop. This was it; the museum. "Alright class, we've arrived! Be good listeners." Your teacher gave a quick lecture about respectfulness and let you off the bus. The building was giant. Several groups of students waited at the front of the building, and children ran in and out. You got in your assigned group and waited for an employee to give you the tour. They arrived in no time! You were ecstatic as you walked through the huge history museum. A certain display caught your eye.

It was a bunch of strange gauntlets and weapons. A crown sat in the middle in a glass case. Your group hadn't noticed your disappearance and kept walking. All you could think about is that crown. Where did it come from? What is it for? Did anyone wear it?

"You know, when I grow up I want to get that crown." The statement dragged you out of your thoughts. You turned to see a boy about your age. He had brown hair and big glasses. He seemed to notice your staring and cleared his throat. "Oh, sorry. So you're gonna get that crown?" You asked. The boy nodded quickly. You opened your mouth to speak but someone had called your name. They kept yelling it out. The boy waved goodbye to you and the distant calling got louder. Then you woke up.

"Y/N, are you ok? You were tossing in bed." It was your roommate. Wait... had she been watching me sleep? You thought. "It's just... remember when I went to that museum?" She nodded, clearly confused.
"Y/N, that was... years ago!"
"That boy I met... I had a dream about him. A memory, if you will." Your roommate raised an eyebrow. "And this means...?" She asked.

"I want to meet him again. He seems like my type."