"Morpheus was known as the god of dreams. He shaped and formed the dreams, through which he could appear to mortals in any form. This talent made Morpheus a messenger of the gods, able to communicate divine messages to sleeping mortals."
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ҒIRST: (ʟօֆt)
"Where am I?" She thought to herself.
She wandered around the city, trying to find a way home but something is preventing her from doing that. She looked around once again, realizing she was completely in a different part of Seoul.
She's in Gangnam.
"Gangnam? Why am I here? Did mom sent me here to talk to somebody? What is going on?" She convinced herself that she was meeting with someone there.
But there was one weird thing about the place. Almost all of the people she glanced at were blurry. She can't see their identity even if she squinted her eyes to the point that she can't even see anymore.
"Should I get glasses?" She said to herself.
After more minutes of walking, she felt tired and was desperate for help because she's definitely lost.
As she was resting, a guy wearing a mask, passed by her. Out of all of the people she saw, he was the clearest. She can see him quite clearly.
Ara wasted no time and walked towards the stranger, hoping to not catch his attention.
"Excuse me, do you need anything?" Ara jolted and was about to run when a hand that was holding her wrist, stopped her. It was the guy she was following earlier but this time, he was right behind her. Weird.
He then withdrew his hand and placed both hands in the pockets of his jacket.
"I was just going to ask something..." She said shyly, still knowing the fact that he's a complete stranger.
"What is it?" His voice was much deeper yet she can feel the kindness in it.
"Do you know where this is? I... My mom got on the bus and forgot about me." That seems absurd but it already absurd that she's here all alone in Gangnam.
The guy giggled at first and then spoke. "This is Gangnam. If you need to take the bus, there is one bus stop near the alleyway." He pointed at the direction.
"Thank you very much, sir." She bowed and walked away. As she was already walking, the guy somehow caught up to her and stopped her, leaving Ara a bit confused.
"A girl like you shouldn't walk alone. And I know I'm just a stranger to you but at least let me lead you there. The alleyway you're gonna pass is dangerous." He insisted. Ara can't help but not trust his guy. But then, she really didn't want to walk alone in a dark alleyway.
"Alright." She smiled and they walked.
As they were walking to the bus stop, Ara noticed something different. He was different from all the people she asked while she was here. He seems clearer and not vivid, unlike the others. It's almost as if he was a drop of miracle from above.
He was not that tall but taller than Ara, skinny, has dyed hair, and he had a really deep voice as if hє'ѕ not from here. Not to mention the fact that he smelt good. The only thing that Ara can't see is his face. His face was covered halfway with a mask. Maybe he was sick? It doesn't sound like it.
They have finally arrived at the bus stop and she looked back to see the guy keeping a distance from her. He was a gentleman too.
"Here's your stop. No pun intended." She giggled and turn her face back to watching the road.
"Well, I have to go. It was nice helping someone in need." That was a weird thing to say but Ara just let it slip.
"Thank you, sir." Ara didn't know what to do so she bowed and took out her hand for him to shake.
"My name is Song Ara." She can tell that he's smiling because of his smiling eyes. He then shook her hand and said something that Ara didn't understand at all.
