{I saw you in a dream
You had stayed the same
You were beckoning me
Said that I had changed
Tried to keep my eyes closed
I want you so bad
Then I awoke and it was so sad Haven't talked to you in months
And I thought that I might cry
But I'm not that kind of girl I saw you in a dream
You came to me
You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision
There was no reason, no explanation
The perfect hallucination All good things come to an end
But I thought that this might last
But you came and left so fast When I'm awake I can't switch off
It isn't the same but it is enough I saw you in a dream
Then it came to an end
I wonder if you'll come visit me again
You're taking your time to reappear
I'm starting to believe that when I call your name You just don't hear me anymore
And I know that I shouldn't even try
It's a waste of time When I'm awake I can't switch off
It isn't the same but it is enough
When I'm awake I can't switch off
It isn't the same but it is enough
It isn't the same but it is enough}
"Ddeonu!" your boyfriend Sunoo reluctantly speaks, putting his hands on his cheeks.
"Ah, so cute!" you squeal and wrap your arms around him.
Sunoo's cheeks flush red as he rests his head on your shoulder. You play with his hair a bit before letting go. Holding out your pinky, you ask him for a pinky promise.
"Pinky promise we'll stay together."
You shoot up, sitting on your bed, just waking up from your dream.
"Why do I keep seeing this boy?" you mutter as you rub your eyes.
These past few days, you have been seeing this boy consistently every night but you've never met him in real life. Each night, your storyline together progresses and feels more and more real.
You press the power button on your phone to see the time. You've got ten minutes to get ready before the bus arrives, so you don't get to do as much as you normally would. You throw on your school uniform and brush your hair before grabbing your bag and running out the door. Whispering a few sorries as you bump into people, you reach the back of the bus and see one empty spot left. The bus driver pulls away and reaches the final stop. Two people board, one boy with pink hair like you've never seen, and one with long brown hair. The brown-haired boy sits with someone else, leaving the one with pink hair pouting in the aisle. You turn your attention away and scroll on your phone.
"Hey," someone says from your left. "Mind if I sit here?"
It's the boy with the pink hair. You nod with a soft smile. He seems familiar.
"I'm Sunoo, or ddeonu, what's your name?"
"Y/n-" you start to introduce yourself before stopping and looking at him.
"So you do know me," he speaks with a grin.
"How did you-"
"I've been looking for you."
