The Girl From Another World (Sung Jinwo)

Side Story 1

A F T E R          E N D I N G

Sung Jinwo woke up with a gasp, cold sweat dripping down his neck as he sat up, looking around the dark room in panic only to stop for a moment upon seeing you sound asleep on your side of the bed. He end up breathing out a shaky sigh. Looking down on his hands, it was shaking. Once again he took a deep breath.

It was just a dream.

It was just a fucking dream and yet he felt like breaking down right here and now.

With a deep sigh, Jinwo gently made his way out the bed. Picking up his sweat pants left on the floor the last night, he gave your sleeping figure one last look, brushing of the lost strands of your (hair color) locks before giving you a peck on the forehead.

He felt like he needed to take a walk at the same time he doesn't want to be away from you. Nevertheless, he talked out of the room and proceeded to go to the kitchen to fetch himself a cold glass of water.

Resting his glass on top of the kitchen counter, he feet lead him out your veranda. He had been living with you ever since he came into your world which has been two days ago. It was a condominium in the city of Tokyo, close to the university you're currently studying from.

You had forgotten about him, well that was what the contented of his dream was all about. He knew that it never happened and yet now that he have thought about it. His heart was aching of the thought of how much possible the situation could have been like that.

Once again, his hands were shaking as he try to clench it off yet even his force seems weak as he can't even clench his fist, causing him to clasp his hands together, bringing it close to his lips as he breath out, unexpectedly letting out a sob as his chest throb painfully.

"Fuck."

He could not help but to curse as his eyes stings.

It was just a fucking dream.

And yet here he is silently wiping off his tears as he remember the almost disgusted and terrified look on your face as you don't seem to recognize him on your dream.

It was a fucking nightmare.

"I'm so pathetic."

He cried silently, staring at quiet yet bright city of Tokyo.

He just stand there, tears rolling down his cheeks in which he would wipe off once in a while if he wasn't so preoccupied with his thoughts about his nightmare. At times like this sleeping was the last thing on his mind, not wanting to do so because he was afraid what would come to him.

Maybe it was the price he has to face for abandoning you. Maybe he do deserve those hellish dream of a nightmare that he would often have ever since he came back from return without you.

"Jinwo?"

A soft sleepy voice called him out yet he did not dare turn around.

"What are you doing outside? It's cold.. yawn.. let's go back in bed.."

You approached him from behind, tugging the waistband of his sweat pants