Call Me By Your Name( Editing )

2. Jeno.

My eyes were staring into complete darkness when I opened them.

Huh? Wth? I thought I was at school...

I realised I was in bed instead. But for some reason the bed seemed too spacious and my body felt different too.

Like I swear I could smell lavender which was kinda weird considering how that was the last thing you'll get to smell in my excuse of a room.

Ehhh I'm probably thinking too much about it.

'Was everything a dream? Me waking up and going to school?' I thought yawning.

Probably...

I mean I have had dreams previously like this but did I really dream about me and Ten hyung getting punished for turning up late at school in such detail?

Seeing the moonlight seeping through the window I concluded it was around midnight and fell asleep.

Talking about sleep. I love sleep and I find it weirdly fascinating at times. It's like time travelling. But taking naps for me is like a roulette game for me.

When will I wake up? After 30 mins? 2 hrs? Or the next day? Who knows?

"Renjun wake up! You'll be late for school." Amber shouted opening the bedroom door.

"5 more minutes." I replied back turning to the other side covering my face with a pillow.

Wait what?

Waaaait up. That voice didn't belong to my step mom.... And she called me..

Me eyes flung open. Amber dragged the blue curtains open and suddenly the room lit up.

Uhhhhh.... God are you up there? I have a question for you. Very urgent.

'Why?'

The walls were a pale shade of blue and there were art supplies everywhere on the floor.

"I swear I'm going to trip over one of your goddamn paints on day and die."

I blinked my eyes rapidly trying to understand what had just happened.

"What's up with you lately? Breakfast will be cold." She said storming off.

Ok. Panic time.

Ok so this wasn't my room. I got up and realised I wasn't in my body either.

Ok this is all a little too familiar... Nooo noooooo NOOOOOOO

Ohkay. Wow what a dream. Haha. Wake the fuck up Jeno. It's about time.

I took a deep breath. There was no way for us to swap again. Uh-uh nope. I mean c'mon we're in like two different countries.

This has to be like a dream in a dream or something. This can't be real.

I looked around the room and I saw a lot of books and art supplies littered everywhere. I mean even for Renjun this place didn't feel right.

If I could vividly recall when this happened for the first time he came off as a clean freak to me.

Like he was the one who had his shit together. This felt... Strange. Had Renjun changed so much over the years?

I looked around to find the bathroom this time. I walked towards the mirror already dreading what I was about to see.

In front of my eyes, was Huang Renjun. A bit taller, with ash blonde kinda coloured hair looking even thinner and closer to death than before with his dark circles.