chapter 3 ✧

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y/n's pov

i woke up without having any of those nightmares.
instead, i saw san in my dream.
in my dream, san was sitting in a chair. behind him, there was clock ticking. it was a really weird dream.
"good morning y/n!" a voice says.
i open my eyes and san was resting his head on his arms on the side of my bed.
i yawn and stretch. this was the best sleep i've ever gotten.
"morning san." i smiled at him.
"do you have anything to do today?" he asks me while i walk to the bathroom.
"nope. i gotta go to work tomorrow though." i answer.
"alright stay outside and don't teleport in or anything like that. i'm gonna get ready." i closed the door.

once i got ready, i opened the bathroom door and didn't see san.
i look around the room, trying to find him.
"san?? san!" i call him.
"i'm downstairs!" he yells.
i run downstairs and see him sitting on a high chair.
i chuckle because he looked so cute.
"you hungry? wait, do you get hungry?" i asked him.
"no." he answered.
i nodded my head and grabbed the milk carton and pour it into my cup.
i put it into the microwave to heat it up.
"so, how old are you?" i asked him.
"i don't really have an age, but i say i'm 21." he smiles at me.
there it is again, his bright smile.
"oh you're a year older than me." i grab my cup of milk out of the microwave.
then, i hear a text notification on my phone.
it was a text from yeosang.
"want to hangout today?" yeosang texted me.
my face heated up from excitement.
i've actually had a crush on yeosang since i've been working at the café.
"sure!" i replied to his text.
"i'm gonna go hangout with my friend." i told san.
"aww okay." his head slumped.
"i'll be back don't worry." i chuckled.
i put on a cute but simple outfit and light makeup.
san was watching me while i did my makeup.
"you look so pretty, y/n!" san complimented me.
"thank you." i blushed.
i hear my doorbell and run downstairs.
i open the door and see yeosang dressed nicely.
"you ready?" yeosang asked me.
"yeah!" i step out my front door.
"wait!!" i hear san yell.
"what?" i stick my head back in.
"this is a hallucination...look behind you." san pointed behind me.
yeosang wasn't there. neither was his car.
"i noticed you were talking to nothing." he sighed.
"oh..." i look down.
"instead, how about we hangout?" san's face lit up.
"i mean we could, i'm just scared to drive." i tell him.
"no no. not like that. we're gonna have a hangout in your dream!" he grabbed my arm and led me upstairs.
"okay, lay on your bed and close your eyes. once you hear me say you can open your eyes, open them. until then, do not open them!" he told me to do.
i just did what he told me to do and laid on my bed.
i closed my eyes and a few seconds later, i hear someone breathing right against my ear.
i was startled, but i remembered what san told me to do and just kept my eyes shut.
after that, i heard people talking. i couldn't understand them at all.
"okay, open them!" i hear san say.
i open my eyes and i was amazed.
we were sitting on grass in a fairy tale-like forest.
"woah, san!" i jumped up.
"cool, right?" he asks me.
"it's amazing!" i walked around, exploring the forest.

the whole time at the forest, san and i just walked around admiring the structures.
suddenly, i felt a shake.
"what's happening?" i asked san.
"you're waking up." he told me.
"aw, i wanted to stay." i frowned.
"don't worry, our next hangout will be even cooler!" he exclaimed.
"alright, see you when i wake up." i said then closed my eyes.
i immediately shot open my eyes and i was already on my bed.
i look at my phone and see thats it's been...4 hours?!
i've gotten so many texts from yeosang. well, idk if they're real though.
i don't see san anywhere so i decided to just take my medication.
i reach for my pills and quickly swallow one to not feel guilty.
wow, i haven't take a pill at all today.
i look at my phone again and the texts from yeosang were actually real.
the texts weren't asking to hangout, though.
"hey, wyd?" i read the text.
"i took a nap lmao" i replied to him.
i put my phone down and sigh.
i keep thinking about being in that forest with san.
i keep thinking about san in general.
stop it, y/n. stop it.

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