The Prince steps out of the platform and stood in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a blade suddenly flew towards him like a flash. It was so fast that everything around the blade looked like it was in slow motion. Fortunately, his fast reflexes moved his body and dodged before he could ever process everything.
'I should probably thank my master for all those arduous training' he thought.
The prince swung his sword continuosly as if he wasn't bothered by his failed first attempt. The neverending blows were starting to get heavier and faster while Hanbin could only struggle dodging and blocking the continuous attacks without getting the chance to counterattack. However, the thing that bothered Hanbin the most is that, the prince is overpowering him using only the basics of swordsmanship. This made him realize the towering gap between their power.
"Don't wander your thoughts around when you're fighting" the prince snapped. Hanbin fell on his back and the next thing he knew, the tip of the sword was already pointed towards his neck. A blood dripped down from his neck to the blade of the sword.
"Evidently, I am competent enough to protect myself." He puts away the sword "I don't need you." He added, walking back to the platform and tilting his head to take a quick glance at Hanbin after seeing him frozen on the spot.
"Do you wish to stay here and keep that measly position?" The prince calmly asked.
"Yes your highness" Hanbin quickly responded, lowering his head.
The Prince turned his back on him completely. "Then you might as well make yourself useful. You may dismiss yourself." He said lastly before hearing the doors closed.
Hanbin sat up as soon he got awake, hand touching his head as its hurts like he received a hard blow. The scenes in his dream flashes back in his mind. This time, in his dream he get to have a closer look of the Prince's face, and it perfectly resembles Hao.
What is going on...? I'm dreaming of him again. He does look like Hao...
He walks out of the room, legs wobbly from the pain as he gets a cooling headache pad and puts it on his temple. Crazy it is that a headache greeted him as soon as he woke up especially right after that dream. He starts to remember that he recently experienced the same headache when he first visited the kindergarten. He even almost fell on the ground on his way to buy drinks at the nearest store.
Still has the same setting and clothes... He's playing as Prince in my dream.
The headache triggered a sudden nerve pain, making his eyes close and wince in pain to the point his eardrums were ringing.
"This– this isn't normal..." he said, quite breathless."Oppa?" Hana who just came out from the room walks up to him, rubbing his back as he pants. "Are you okay???"
"I-I'm good...just a headache."
"You need medicine?"
"No.."
Hanbin began to have a strange gut feeling about all of this. Judging the events and the dreams that have happened over the past few days, he believes they need confrontation. However, a part of his mind was pulling him into believing it was all false, just a coincidence, and he was only overthinking all of it. Eventually, he's forcing himself to fall for that thought.
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Today was the second to last remaining days before the holiday ends, and the three spent it together in the mall. Zhanghao took time in the cosmetic section while the two youngsters followed him.
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