21: Deja Vu?

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~[23/02/2023]

Lee Ae Rin's POV:

Tring Tring...

As the alarm starts ringing, I wake up rubbing my eyes. Not yet ready to open them in front of the Monday morning sunlight, I reach out to the nightstand beside my bed to turn it off. Aishhhh. But I got the bad side of my luck. I ended up making it fall on the floor and breaking it into pieces.

My mom's voice echoes through the house from the kitchen as she calls out to me, asking about the noise. But wait--

Wait.

WAITTTT!

I pause, confused. Something is not right. Wasn't I just sleeping in Seokjin's room? But now, I'm back in my own room but not exactly the room that my gang leader dad built.

What's going on?

I squeeze open my eyes and look around. It definitely doesn't look like Seokjin's room nor am I sleeping with anyone.

I am so lost. I have no idea what's going on. I reach for my phone and check the date and time, and my eyes widen in disbelief. It's April 11, 2022?

2022???

Suddenly, a wave of panic hits me like a lightning stroke. I swear I was in 1980... Was that a dream? Was I crying over a guy in my dream? Was I sleeping with a guy in my dream? No way! NO WAY! That felt way too realistic. 

"Ae rinaa! What was that sound?" My mom yells again.

"N-nothing Omma!" I struggle to respond because I don't know what's wrong with me. I quickly try to make sense of everything, but my thoughts are scattered.

Am I hallucinating? I swear I just had kissed Seokj--

OH MY GOODNESS. 

It is 8:15 and from the top of my head, I'm getting late for my linear algebra class. I quickly clean up the broken alarm mess on the floor and get ready. As I hurry to get ready for my class, I notice that there are no purple marks on my neck. 

That probably was just a dream. 

A strange one. 

But that guy was indeed way too handsome. 

As I grab my toast and adjust my Titan watch, I can't shake off the feeling that everything is happening just like in my dream. I push the thought aside and hurry to catch my bus, not wanting to be late for class.

Deja vu?

"Yahh! What are you doing? You'll miss your bus." I come back to my senses as eomma hands me my lunch box. And I run. As fast as I can because if I miss this bus, my next bus would be after 30 minutes and my class starts in fifteen.

As I run, my mind explodes with questions. 

Is this deja vu? Did I travel through time? Or was it all just a figment of my imagination? 

I'm not sure what's happening, but I know that I need to focus on the present and figure out what's going on later.

I get out of my house and run through the lobby of my apartment. I take the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator and exit the building. I cross the alley and --

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Suddenly, I hear a loud crashing sound and everything goes blank. When I come to my senses, I'm lying on the ground, my left hand and leg throbbing with pain. I try to move, but it's too painful. It hurts. 

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