The next night comes like clockwork, and you slip into the familiar rhythm of your quiet world. The darkness wraps around you like a soft blanket, and your thoughts, always wandering, start to slow down as sleep begins to claim you. But before your mind can fully drift away, you can already feel it, the pull, the beckoning of the dream world. You close your eyes, and in an instant, you're no longer in your room.
You're in the meadow again.
The colors are as bright and beautiful as you remember, almost dreamlike. The tall grass brushes against your skin as you stand, breathing in the crisp, floral air. The trees sway gently, their leaves catching the wind in a dance that seems to have no end. The sky is a perfect wash of pastel pinks and oranges, as if the sun can't quite decide whether it wants to set or rise.
And then, just like always, you hear her.
"Y/N!"
You turn around, and there she is, Yunah, standing at the edge of the meadow, her hands on her hips, looking as mischievous as ever. Her long, wild hair is tousled by the wind, and there's a playful twinkle in her eyes, the kind that always makes your heart do a little flip. You don't know why, but you always feel like you've known her forever, even though it's only in your dreams. It feels real. More real than anything in your waking life.
You walk toward her, feeling a warmth spread through you. "Hey," you say, your voice quieter than usual, like you're in awe of the moment.
She grins at you, bouncing slightly on her feet. "I have an idea!" She flings her arms out dramatically, as if she's about to reveal the greatest secret of all time.
You raise an eyebrow. "What kind of idea?"
"Let's go on an adventure," she says, her eyes sparkling. "Something different this time. No more running around in the meadow or playing tag. We'll go somewhere new. Somewhere... unexpected."
You tilt your head, intrigued. You've followed her on countless adventures before, and they always turn out to be the most exciting things in your life. The thought of going somewhere new, though, somewhere even more incredible than this dream world, fills you with a nervous kind of excitement.
"Where exactly?" you ask, even though you already know she's probably not going to give you a straight answer.
"You'll see," she says with a wink, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the edge of the meadow. "Trust me."
You don't even hesitate. You've never had to think twice about trusting Yunah. She's always been your guide in this strange, wonderful place. She's the spark that lights up the darkness in your mind. So, you let her lead you through the tall grass, and together, you leave the familiar meadow behind.
You walk for what feels like hours, through fields of flowers that change colors with every step, across rivers that shimmer like liquid gold. Everything feels more alive here, more vivid than anything you've ever seen before. You can't even keep track of where you're going anymore; it's like the landscape bends and shifts in response to your footsteps, as if the whole world is alive, changing, just for you.
Finally, you reach a cliff. The wind picks up, tugging at your hair and clothes, but it's not harsh. It's the kind of wind that feels like it's whispering secrets, pulling you in.
"Look," Yunah says, pointing to the horizon.
You peer over the edge of the cliff, your breath catching in your throat.
Beneath you, a massive city sprawls, its lights twinkling like stars on the ground. Tall buildings rise into the sky, and roads weave through them like threads in a giant tapestry. But it's not just the city that captures your attention - it's the way everything feels alive. There's a pulse to this place, a rhythm that echoes deep in your chest. It feels like a world on the verge of something, something big, something magical.
"This place..." you whisper, almost breathless. "It's... beautiful."
Yunah smiles softly, squeezing your hand. "It's where the real adventures begin," she says, her voice filled with that same excitement that always makes your heart race. "And we're going to find them. Together."
You nod, a sudden surge of determination rising in you. For the first time, you're not just floating along with the dream; you're ready to be part of it, to step into this unknown world that feels like it's been waiting for you.
Yunah turns to you, her smile widening. "Are you ready?"
You nod again, your heart pounding in your chest. "Let's go."
And just like that, you leap off the edge, falling into the unknown, into whatever new world awaits you.
The wind rushes past you, and for the first time in your life, you don't feel like you're falling, you feel like you're flying.
The next morning, you wake up to the sound of your alarm blaring, the sunlight already creeping in through the curtains. Your heart is still racing from the adventure in the dream.
But as you blink away the remnants of sleep, something feels... different.
Something feels wrong.
For a split second, you swear you can still feel Yunah's hand in yours. The warmth of it, the soft pressure. You shake your head, trying to push away the lingering feeling, telling yourself it's just the remnants of a dream. But that lingering sense of connection doesn't fade as quickly as it normally does.
You sit up, feeling a strange tension in your chest. Something tells you that last night's adventure wasn't just a dream.
And you can't shake the feeling that something is about to change.
