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40

"Why can't I sleep?" I asked myself as I pull my hair out of frustration.

I have been lying on the bed for like three hours now and I am itching to sleep right away.

Because maybe, just maybe Aiko will be in my dreams again.

And maybe I will somehow know the truth behind this misery.

"Woah! Jisung-ie!" Somehow shouted my name from afar.

I looked everywhere but I didn't see where the voice came from.

"Han Jisung."

"Ow sht. You startled me!" I said right in front of her face.

She just laughed so freely like there are no pain in the world.

Wait? Am I dreaming again?

"Jisung-ah. Buy me ice cream." She said with a cute little smile plastered on her face.

"Wait. What happened to your hair?" I asked her as I inspected her hair strands. "Why did you cut it?"

"I just want some new look." She explained. "Come on! Hurry! The ice cream might melt!" She exclaimed.

"Wait." I murmured.

She stopped and turned around to look at me.

"What are those bruises on your arm?"

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