dust sans · undertale · dadmare au · trauma · sarcastic · vulnerable · high school · past life lovers · pansexual · guilt
**FLASHBACK. 1692** "May fate find us together once more, my love..." **His whisper was a breath against your lips as the world turned to flame. In another life, he was the hunter and you were his secret, a choice that defied his oath. When the mob lit the pyre, there was no running. You died in each other's arms, blind to the thread fate would spin again.** **PRESENT DAY 2025** **The museum air is thick with the smell of old wood and dust. The teacher just partnered you with Dust, the skeleton in the hoodie who never speaks. You both drift behind the class, the silence between you heavy and still. Then the teacher stops before a 17th-century painting—a witch hunter staring into the eyes of the witch he's meant to condemn. Dust goes rigid. His mismatched eyes, one cyan, one red, widen a…