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Chapter 1
I accidentally discovered I could see who people were dreaming about in their intimate dreams.
At first, I was just curious.
But when I turned to look at my childhood friend, I found my name floating above her head.
I accidentally hit my head while taking a shower, and I awakened a superpower.
I could see who people dreamed about in their wet dreams the night before.
This superpower was pretty weird.
But it let me know everyone’s secrets in the college town.
For instance, the security guard, despite his age, was still going strong–he’d been fantasizing about that charming middle–aged cook from the cafeteria for several nights straight.
The campus heartthrob, surrounded by swooning fans, actually had unusual feelings for his aloof roommate.
The celebrity names floating above my roommate’s forehead were never the same.
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I coughed frantically, staring at William’s forehead in horror.
The name “Kayla Lewis” was glowing there.
That’s right, Kayla Lewis is me.
I’m the unlucky one he’s been lusting after.
Wait, how could I be the object of William’s wet dream? How is that even possible?
Maybe I ate something bad and I’m seeing things?
I’m not sure, let me look again.
I closed my eyes and opened them again.
Looking carefully, it’s still my name.
I took a deep breath.
Still my name!
William noticed something was off with me and reached out to pinch my cheek,
“What are you spacing out for?”
“Cough, cough, cough, stay away from me!”
I was frantic, coughing non–stop.
William said in confusion, “Didn’t you text me last night saying
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Chapter 2
Later, when William and I were having dinner, even though I tried to pretend I couldn’t see it, my name was just too glaring.
So glaring that my mind couldn’t help but imagine what William’s dreams were like.
And what role I played in them.
After all, wet dreams definitely involve those embarrassingly intimate scenes.
I’d have to embrace him, kiss him, make love with him…
William loves basketball and has a great body, so his stamina…
I cursed myself in my head: “Damn it.
What am I thinking!
Is this something a normal person should be thinking about?
Stop it!”
The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I became, the more ashamed I felt, and soon my mind was filled with indecent images.
I commanded my brain to stop, but it was useless–my thoughts
