One morning, they both woke up suddenly, back in their familiar bed, tangled in the sheets of their shared history.
They stared at each other, wide-eyed, unsure if what they had experienced was real or merely a vivid dream.
"I saw you," Ji-hye whispered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.
"In my dream, you were... different."Min-woo nodded slowly, his heart pounding with a mixture of relief and confusion.
"I saw you too, Ji-hye. And... I missed you."
They sat in silence, the weight of their shared journey settling between them like a fragile bridge spanning years of love and doubt.
