𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝟏 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
𝔻ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕄
"Do you think dreams can come true?"
"I can't believe you're real"
"Don't cross the line"
"Only death do us a part"
"I told you I'm not going to leave you"
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"Are you even real?" Jaemin voiced his thoughts.
Yujin was troubled by his question. Yujin's brows wrinkled as she returned his black orbs. "You keep saying that. Care to explain? "She asked, intrigued by the boy with whom she had became acquainted.
Jaemin's gaze shifted away from hers, and he sighed at the notion that had been on his mind all day. Before glancing back at her, Jaemin tousled his silky black hair. In the night sky, her eyes were dreary, yet there was a light in it as he drowned inside it.
"Right before I moved here," Jaemin began looking in the direction of his house. "I had this incident that then caused me to have this nightmare of a girl suffering," he said, fidgeting with the hoods' edges.
"I witnessed her go through everything," Jaemin said, "from being bullied to her broken family, which is more like she has this abusive uncle." Yujin's heart skips a beat as she hears the word uncle, causing a cold sweat to appear on her forehead.
Jaemin became aware of her heightened anxiousness as her breathing became more audible to his ear. Jaemin turned to face her, his eyes widening as he noticed her body shaking and sweating profusely. He then knelt in front of her, his eyes running around her bewildered face.
"Hey, you okay?" he said, concerned. As she trembled hard, his fingers wrapped into hers, keeping it tight. She shook her head as she fought to get more air into her system, tears welling up in her eyes finally fell.
Her face was covered in tears, and her body trembled with panic. "I can't breathe," she sobbed. Yujin placed her palm on her chest, feeling the tightness that was making her dizzy.
Jaemin's eyes widen as he realizes what she's going through. Jaemin rose from the ground, wrapped his arms around Yujin, and carried her from the swing in a bridal way. "Yujin, breath," he said as he ran towards his house, Yujin in his arms.
Jaemin dashed into his house, yelling for his father. "Dad!". Jaemin could hear his father descending the stairs from above. "What happened?" his father said as he reached down and looked at Jaemin.
His eyes shifted to the shaking and hard breathing girl in his son's arms. "Quick, the study," he murmured as he walked into his study room. Jaemin hurried inside the room, placing Yujin on the patient bed.
"What happened?" Jaemin's mother came at the study door, her son and husband in her sight. "Jaemin, please wait outside with your mum. Go calm down, you're trembling "His father convinced him.
Jaemin's gaze is drawn to his own shaking hand, which is still gripping Yujin's. His mother pulled him out of the study and shut the door. "Come here," she said as she drew Jaemin into her embrace.
"She's going to be okay," she said patting her son back softly. Jaemin breathe calm a down a bit. "Let's have a sit," his mother said, pulling him towards the living room. His mother pats the space next to her for him to sit.
"Is she the girl next door?" she asked, clutching his hand. Jaemin nodded and rested his head on his mother's shoulder. "Her name is Lee Yujin," he said further. His mother let out a gasp before turning around to face him.
"The one from your dream?" she asked, surprised. "I don't know. When I told her about the dream, she had a panic attack "He stated as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Like she saw something or heard something that made her panic," he continued.
"She looks just like the girl from my dream, and it's feel unreal," he added, his palm stroking his face.
"I thought, I have gone crazy this time,".
"No, you aren't. She's the one, "uttered his father as he exited his study alone. Jaemin sprang up from the couch quickly. "How is she doing?" he asked, worried. "She's fine. She had slept off, "His father stated as he approached them.
"What do you mean, she's the one?" his mother asked. Jaemin's brow furrowed towards the direction of his father. His father sat across from him and let out a deep sigh. "Before she went to bed, she asked me how you knew about her uncle and the bullies," his father stated.
"She's real?" Jaemin was shocked with how little things made sense to him. Jaemin's thoughts was digesting while his eyes roamed. "I'm not sure. I'm planning to ask around about this "", his father stated.
His mother has been deafeningly quiet, as if she can't believe what she's heard. "Let's get back to sleep, honey. It's late, " his father said. "It must be fate," Jaemin's mother replied as she turned around, leaving him there.
"Fate?"
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