The boy I must forget

Weirder and weirder dreams

I arrived at the library to see Jacob laying his head on the desk. I sat in front of him and called him. He looked at me and a big smile appeared on his face. "I'm sorry I'm late, I fell asleep on my couch." I tell him. He nods with the same smile and opened his book. "At least you're here now." I heard a low voice say. I looked at him for a split second and saw him smiling at his book. I brushed it off and started with his lesson. After an hour, we were done and I got up to go home, but he stopped me by holding my arm. "Can we see each other tomorrow, it doesn't need to be for a tutoring lesson." He told me.

I stared at him for a few seconds, not really understanding why he was asking this question in this way, we are friends, he can just ask me normally. I smiled at him, trying to have the same attitude that I had before he asked me his question. "I'm so sorry, I would've loved to hang out with you, but I need to tutor someone else tomorrow." As I answered his question, I saw his jaw clenched and his eyebrows frown. I didn't think much of it, but it was still weird. Nonetheless, he changed his attitude right when I finished my sentence and left my arm. I rubbed where he had held me so tightly and looked at him to see if he was okay. "It's fine, I thought that I was your only student though." He said and picked up his things. I watched him walk past me and towards the door. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and waved at me. I waved back until he turned around again and left the library.

I arrived at my house, tired of explaining things. He looked like he understood everything correctly in our lesson, but he did a mistake in every question that I asked him. I sighed and took my phone to look for news. After not finding anything at all, I turned on the television in front of me and watched whatever was on until my eyes closed and my head fell backwards. As my mind left the living world to transfer into the dream world, a name stayed in my head.

"I told you, this is how you need to write this."

"How are you always making the same mistakes?"

"It's literally the easiest thing ever, how can you not get it?"

"You make too much mistakes, stop!"

"How can I teach you when you don't listen to anything I say?"

This little voice always screaming at her student made me look like a bad teacher, but I was right. He always looked lost, he still does I believe. As I'm screaming at my student again, a hand takes place on mine. I turned to look at the person who is holding my hand and the face of the Heeseung of today appears in front of me. Suddenly, the background changes and we are in my apartment. He is still holding my hand and smiling at me, but there's something in his face that isn't right. I placed my hand on his face and feel like a cord is in the palm of my hand.

I looked at my hand to find nothing, but when my eyes land of Heeseung's face, I see the cord dangling from his face. I pulled the cord and his face began to fall apart. I froze and watched as his face goes from destroyed to another person's face. I didn't recognize the face in front of me until the person smiled. Jacob was now sitting on front of me in the library, smiling from ear to ear. He held my hands and starts to kiss them like a prince does to a princess. When his face faces me again, he has turned back into Heeseung. I jumped from my chair and began to walk away from him. My head hit someone behind me and I turned around to apologize, but the man I bumped into turned out to be Heeseung.

I woke up with sweat dripping from everywhere, my clothes were all wet and I felt disgusting. I jumped into the shower before putting my clothes into the washing machine. I had change into some sweatpants and a black tank top to feel more at ease and comfortable. I jumped on my bed and placed a thin blanket on my body to protect me and keep me hot, but ont too hot. I had already sweat a lot and I didn't want to have to wash clean clothes. As I laid in my bed, staring at the ceiling, I thought of today. I love Jacob, but not in the way he loves me, I think. He always looks like he has heart in his eyes, but I might be seeing things too. I tried to think about another thing that him and my mind decided to take this time to think about the beautiful boy that I was so desperately trying to forget before he interned my life again.

His smile, his eyes and his hands crossed my mind. The way his eyes always became smaller when he smiled made my heart beat faster. His hands that looked muscular, especially when he was concentrated with his dance moves. I thought of every aspect that made me not forget him until I could feel my eyes close again. I had taken two naps earlier, but my body still wanted more and I wasn't going to stop it. I let my eyes close and my body get comfortable in my bed. After a few seconds only, I could feel myself falling asleep to my favourite noise, silence.