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It was as if a white flash engulfed you. When you opened your eyes, you were lying on the beach's warm sand. You narrowed your eyes, wondering where Gustav had sent you.
You suddenly felt your weightless body become mass. You stretched your hands out and felt your arms and body. Awesome—you were human once again.
Memories fill your mind before you can affirm your opinion about your surroundings: Yoona's memories, but only a fraction of them. You can't remember anything else; you tried to recall memories, but it's all a blur-only Yoona's were centre stage.
You glance around. You're familiar with this beach, and your gaze is drawn to the shoreline. The sand is a lovely white, and the water is crystal clear.
You stroll to some smooth rocks and drop down, unsure of your next move. Must you wait, aimlessly wander around, or think? Maybe Yoona's memories will give you some hints.
You began to think more deeply. Your heart is immediately filled with depression, nostalgia, and sorrow. Wow, this girl is so sad. When you saw images of you, "Yoona," and her brother, "Yong," playing catch on the beach, you smiled sadly as you remembered your handsome twins' faces. He looked so happy. It was during the school holidays that your parents travelled to Jeju Island.
Then they shifted and morphed into your brother's face. It was your birthday, but strange. Because of the K-pop craze, you dyed your curly hair red. Yong laughed and was so happy when you demonstrated a dance move. He even suggested to your parents that you enrol in a dance school. You loved the idea.
You saw how much you enjoyed dancing and even daydreamed about becoming a backup dancer for a new girl group. But you're not doing very well. You had anxiety and a fear of being in an awkward situation. Your brother was your lifeline. He was an anchor. You felt tears in your eyes.
You're in extreme pain as you recall your birthday. You had a family birthday dinner at one of the exclusive restaurants, and Yong presented you with a lovely silver pendant. You genuinely love it. It was a pendant with a twin angel guardian. He told you a mystical story about the pendant's mysterious past, and you loved it even more. Yours were light silver.
You were so happy that evening; it rained, and you and Yong had so much fun playing in the rain that you didn't care. You were fourteen years old at the time. Both of you were from Gwangju. However, your parents relocated you to Seoul to start over at a new school. Danwon High School. You adored the area. However, your father purchased a plot of land in an exclusive neighbourhood to design and build your mother's dream home. Your father got a better job at an architecture firm, and your mother wanted to take her home business to the mall. You were all in favour of it. Your parents have decided to enrol you in a dance academy run by an entertainment agency. Your dream of becoming a dancer will soon come true. So you train there with them.
For the time being, your family has rented a charming family cottage.
Then, an image of you coughing took the front seat. You were so sick. Your father was chastising you and Yong for being so careless. But you just enjoyed the two days off from school. Yong wanted to stay with you, but he had a class picnic and a" long-awaited school excursion" to Jeju to attend. He was a class monitor, and he never missed school. Also, he wanted to be with you on the ferry boat trip, but all of your friends would be together.
It'll be fun, but your best friends Binna and Chae-won didn't want to leave you and decided to come and nurse you back to health and hang out with you. You love them. That decision they made together, unbeknownst to them, saved their lives. Even though your crush is an older 16-year-old boy, he would go along.
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