Daydream [Sunsun Fanfiction]

What?

Kim Sunoo's POV

I did not get to see Sunghoon again after our encounter at the hallway, not even after the dismissal.

"Oh, are you free this Saturday?" Jungwon asked as we walked, on our way to the front gate of the campus

"Is that a sleepover I am sensing?" I asked, already feeling quite excited

"Yup, Riki said he would treat us, he wanted to spend time with us in exchange of not going to school today because of his mom" Jungwon explained, in which I thought was precious of him.

"My condo's free anytime though" I suggested

"Yep, your place. Oh, and can I invite Jay though? Uhm we kind of have a project to work on together, which is already due the next week" Jungwon said, as if he was trying to make up an excuse

"Oh, sure no problem, you can bring him along, I'm sure Riki wants to see him as well" I shrugged not really putting too much thought in the request

Jay and Riki were elementary classmates back then, Riki would tell us about Jay, how he helped him fit in during those times. Maybe that is why Jungwon really trusts Jay as well.

Once we have planned on our activities for the coming weekend, we parted ways

"Oh—" without realizing, I suddenly bumped into a guy, who was just about to cross the street from the other side.

"What the hell are you doing?" Sunghoon, the man I bumped into, just pulled me beside him

"You want a car to run over you, huh? Look where you're going! Gosh a grown up man can't even look right or left" He scolded me, still holding onto my arm as he pulled me closer to him, away from the racing cars behind me.

I did not move a muscle, I think my brain just malfunctioned, unable to direct my next actions.

As soon as my senses came back, I immediately withdrew from his grasp

"What the hell, Park" I snatched my arm from him

He went back to his stern expression as he released his grasp around my arm and continued on his path on crossing the street, leaving me.

What just happened? I swear he's going to be the death of me.

I held onto my chest, still not recovering from how startled I felt just earlier.

When I reached home, I quickly washed up and crashed.

"you love roses, right?" a voice echoed

I looked up to see a blurry figure of a man, handing me a rose.

"These aren't even real" I replied, still trying to smell them

"Just like my love" he said

My eyes widened at his response. What does he mean?

"Aw, what I meant is I gave you fake roses because those never die, just like my love for you. Don't think too much, my mallows" I felt a hand ruffling my hair and the figure infront of me smiling

"Oh..." a smile crept on my face, taken aback by what he said

I suddenly woke up, looking at the time. An hour just passed...

"Who are you?" I whispered to myself as I reminisced the touch I felt in my dream.

I looked for my phone around the sheets of my bed. Once I found it, I hurriedly checked if my parents have texted me.

No messages received.

I sighed and tried to go back to sleep, not until I received a notification.

'Don't reply!' sent you a message

"Uhh, why am I still replying to you?" I thought, unlocking my phone to view it.

"What the?" I unconsciously said out loud after seeing the message.