"You still dream about the person lost in your faded memories, fabricated by your nostalgia and romanticised by your broken heart."
"I am scared of the dreams I have." - Choi Chanhee
"My dreams is like a tug of war between hope and broken hearts."...
"You are an absolute idiot. You need to take care of yourself." The petite male huffs. "I just wanted to make a gift for you myself." The other male says with a saddened face. Hyunjae finds himself in an opening looking at the two males. He is not sure where he is. He felt so light at the moment almost as if he was flying. He focuses back on the two males. The petite one was tying a cloth around the other's finger which was bleeding. "There done. Don't hurt yourself again." He says. Hyunjae looks at the petite male. His voice so familiar. His vision starts clearing and he realized the said petite male was Chanhee. Suddenly it felt as if he was falling, everything around him went blurry. Voices mixed up sounded around him. His head hurting.
A bit farther away he sees Chanhee's body laying limp on the ground. His chest was pierced by an arrow. A feeling of desperation and helplessness chocking him up at the sight. "N-No no no don't do this to me." He chokes out as he falls on the ground. He starts breathing hard and fast as his vision starts going hazy. After a few second the darkness finally welcomed him as he slipped into unconsciousness. The last thing he saw was Chanhee who was bleeding out on the ground.
Hyunjae wakes up with a startle, sweating profusely. He looks around his room as he breathes out. "Fuck." He cursed wincing feeling pain on his head. But the pain went away as soon as it came. He lays back down and glances at the digital alarm clock that was beside his bed. "7:37am" it read. He sighs as he gets back up and goes to the bathroom, attached to his room, to get freshened up.
As he brushes his mouth, he looks at the mirror thinking back to his dream. 'That felt terribly real.' he thought to himself shivering. He shook his head as he goes back to freshening up. After he was done he changed into new clothes. He looks at himself in the mirror feeling satisfied.
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(A/n: this is how he looks. I am weak thank you very khamsa)
He does down quickly to have breakfast. When he entered he realized everyone was already there.
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