Basically I had this dream where I met this guy and saved his life. I drove him out into this field. But I couldn't see his face the whole time, right? I asked him if I could, and he said I could after the storm. It was raining in the dream, and then I woke up. A week or so later, there was a storm and the next night I saw the guy again in my dream, this time at his school? His best friend was dating this girl, she was short, cute, had a blonde pixie. I saw his face this time, he was tallish, kind of tan, brown eyes, and curly brown hair. He had this really weird relationship with me the whole dream, and that's when the dream took a turn. I kissed his friend's girlfriend, and all of my friends were happy for me. Then the guy said he liked me, and I hugged him and said I know. Then I was walking away, and the girl came up to me and said goodbye. The dream ended and I went to school. It was so weird. A few weeks later, right before quarantine, I SAW THE GUY. I played it cool, pretended he was just another random dude in line at Burger King BUT IT WAS HIM. And I'm sad cause I haven't had any dreams with him since, and I never learned his name. Or the girl's, but I haven't seen her.