Our dreams. - nishimura Riki

Chapter 1🍓 .ೃ࿐

Not too far away from me I'm able to see probably the prettiest boy I have ever seen. He looks so ethereal while he's picking those strawberries. His flawless blonde hair and mesmerizing brown eyes are taking me into a whole different universe. I slowly start walking towards him, trying to finally make a move on him since he's been appearing in my dreams for a while now.

Who is he? The question that has been left unanswered since his first encounter in her dreams.

As I stop right in front of him about to speak, he
slowly looks up at me because he's been kneeling on the ground. As our eyes met...

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Disappointed, Iseul blinked away the remnants of her dream, the image of the mysterious boy fading with each passing moment. She sighed, knowing that the enchanting encounter was merely a figment of her imagination, a fragment of her subconscious playing tricks on her.

With a reluctant sigh, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and reached for her phone to silence the persistent alarm. As she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, she couldn't shake the lingering feeling of longing that the dream had stirred within her.

Gathering her thoughts, Iseul reminded herself that reality awaited her outside the confines of her dreams. Perhaps one day, she'd find someone who captivated her as deeply as the boy in her dreams, but for now, she had a day to seize and a world to explore beyond the realms of her imagination.

With a quick glance at the clock, Iseul realized she was running late. Hastily grabbing her belongings, she hurried out the door, eager to embrace the day and all the surprises it might bring.

As Iseul stepped out into the crisp morning air, she felt a sense of anticipation building within her. Despite the disappointment of her interrupted dream, she couldn't shake the feeling that today held something special in store for her.

As she made her way through the bustling streets, her mind kept drifting back to the boy from her dreams. His image lingered in her thoughts, his ethereal presence haunting her every step.

Lost in her thoughts, Iseul almost didn't notice the familiar figure waiting for her at the corner of the street. It was her best friend, Jaemin, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

"Hey, sleepyhead! You're running late again," Jaemin teased, falling into step beside her.

Iseul chuckled, grateful for the distraction. "Sorry, I must have lost track of time."

Jaemin shot her a knowing look. "Dreaming about that mysterious boy again, huh?"

Iseul blushed, unable to hide the truth from her perceptive friend. "Maybe... But it was just a dream."

Jaemin shrugged. "Who knows? Dreams have a funny way of coming true sometimes."

Iseul rolled her eyes, but deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling that Jaemin might be right. Maybe, just maybe, the boy from her dreams was out there somewhere.

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Hey I know this chapter is quite short, but this is just the beginning so don't worry! The next chapters will definitely be longer.🫶🏻