A few months ago, I had a very strange dream. I dreamed that I met a man, but I never saw his face clearly. I just knew that he was a man (I imagined he was handsome and had a good personality). In the dream, it felt like we were either dating or very close friends. I kept dreaming about him frequently until one day, I felt like he was going to leave.
In that particular dream, the setting was like an old rural school, a two-story wooden building. There was a religious ceremony with monks, and the students were sitting under a tent or something similar to shield them from the sun. But he and I didn’t talk at all, even though I tried to apologize to him. He remained silent and didn’t say anything to me.
Then, in what I thought would be the last dream where I saw him, he seemed different because he smiled at me just before I woke up. After that, I hardly ever dreamed about him again.