Why did the dream end? Maya sat up, messing her locks up. For the first time in forever the pain wasn't the first thing in her mind after a dream. It was the fluttering feeling inside her heart.
She was still on the floor. But there were no tears. She hugged her knees, a smile curved on her lips. She dreamily sighed,
"Aish! What have you done to me Jeon?"
Jeon, a successful idol in that realm and an almost nobody in this realm.
Why can't she remember his name? Jeon... Jeon... Jeon...
Feeling a striking pain inside her head, she didn't stop. Why does she give up everytime? She can't give up this time! She needs to know his name! He won't ever meet him again if not his name! She needs to remember his name!
Why did she have these nightmares? And why is she forced to fall everytime the clock strikes 00:00? Why can't she remember any names from the dreams? Why does it hurt her whenever she tries to remember the dreams? Why did she meet the person she sees every night in her dreams in real life so frequently? That too by coincidence! He must be a connection which would take her to the answer! She needs him to know the rest. She needs him!
Her head churning, eyes going blurry. She felt as if she was going to puke. Maya felt her limbs grow weaker with pain
Neoneun nae salme dasi tteun haetbit
Nae pi ttam nunmul
Eorin sijeol nae kkumdeurui jaerim
Nae majimak chumeul
Moreugesseoi gamjeongi mwonji
Da gajyeoga ga
Hoksi yeogido kkumsok ingeonji
Maya pressed her ears, still chanting his name. She can't lose again. She just can't! She screamed, tears running down. She won't let her guards down again!
Her phone rang! She snapped away from the darkness. Still catching her breath while she tried to calm herself. With tipsy steps and weak hands she took the phone in her hands.
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•TokkiKookie sent you a text
•You missed a call from TokkiKookie•
She opened the chat. Feeling thankful to the boy, the effect was slowly drying out. Only thing left with her now was his bunny smile, doe eyes and name. Jeon.
Helpsbshwhjabahjsbxnks
Maya?
Why do you need help?
Are you in trouble?
Please tell me you are alright! I'm worried sick!
Just tell me and I'd be there in 10. I just want to help you!
Maya, please answer me!
Fuck it! Imma call you up right now! You are scaring me!
Seriously? A keyboard smash? She got the poor boy worried. Should she call him back? Nah! What if he's creepy? A text should be fine. Right?
Yeah, I'm sorry, it was a keyboard smash.
But it said help!
I was so worried.
I'm sorry. I'd make it up to you. I swear!
Seriously Maya... I'm telling you. You got me all worked up.
I was thinking about all the possible dangers. Like intruder or a serial killer.
I'm sorry.
It's quite late tho. Why are you up?
My dream broke.
What about you Illusion?
Would it be weird if I say my dream broke as well?
No it won't.
What did you dream about?
Maya pursed her lips. Thinking whether he should know about today's dream or not. Should she just tell him? Or should she just describe it in a sentence? Or should she just change the topic. No no! What's she even thinking!
A really pleasant dream!
Are you feeling sleepy?
Are you?
No.
Me neither.
The night's beautiful. Don't you think?
Yeah... It is.
Maya sat on her windowsill as usual. She gazed at the moon. A boy, maybe worlds apart, was looking at the same moon as her. He was awake, gazing at the same stars as her. Feeling the same cold gush of air.
Want to know something?
As a kid, I was given every luxury ever. I had everything. Every one looked at me with awe. As if I was everyobe's muse. I would get flowers and compliments since childhood. I adapted a some kind of a personality so that everyone would be pleased. But at the end of the day I was alone.
I was just like the moon. Just reflecting someone else's light. Alone in the dark sky.
Maya felt her heart crack, remembering things about her childhood. How wrong she was! How everyone loved her and created an egoistic person who doesn't know how to love themselves. She is pleased with herself, but love? No way! She dresses for others not herself. She's trying her best to love herself back. But she just can't. People worship her almost. What would they do when they find out about her insecurities and imperfections? Maybe hate her? Like the nightmares? Like the nightmares!
Want to hear something?
There are many spots on the moon and yet the moon is praised. The moon is never alone. The moon has stars and lovers who find their other part in her.
But still if you don't want to be the moon, you can always turn into the sun.
Why? So people can squint their eyes away from me?
So what people squint their eyes away from you? The sun glows with it's own light. You glow with your own fire.
What if they don't like me?
Maybe they won't. But it isn't your problem. It should never be your problem.
Now, move your eyes away from the phone. Look at the sky.
I can wait for you, but the sky won't.
Maya, as if under a spell, looked away from her smartphone. Her eyes glued on the sky. It was beautiful.
The vast canvas painted with diverse shades of red. Clouds neatly curled up all over the sky. Some birds cooing about.
"Wow!"
She mumbled. Everything felt so beautiful. The sun truly was beautiful. Only she didn't realise it till now.
It's so beautiful!
So are you! Love yourself, okay?
Will try...
Bunny Boy!
Aish! Stop pulling my leg Illusion.
Anyways, would you wait for me? I would be right back. I'm craving something to drink some banana milk.
Awwwww!
So cute!
I shouldn't have said that.
Maya swore she read that in Hagrid's tone. She laughed heartily, keeping in check that she doesn't fall over. But seriously, this TokkiKookie!
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FanfictionI want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream Maya, it's a strange case, you know? "We-wear something Jeon. You would catch a cold." "Then hold me in your arms. I would be warm that way." "That's because you love me." ...
