Five

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I woke up that night with a stomach ache. After seeing a figure to the strange voice, I was a little more haunted. He just stared into me like he knew all my secrets, not even attempting to hide it.

Knowing I couldn't surround myself entirely by the dream, I got my day started. Slow and steady I made my body move despite my heart screaming for me to stop.

I washed myself up before leaving for school. I was anticipating seeing my crush today, at least having that little of reason to get through my day. As per usual, I was to get through my first hours of school tapping my feet and staring at the clock.

I zoned out while my teachers spoke. None of them really bothered to bring me back, which I was entirely grateful for. I thought of what I was to say or do with the man I liked, or even what I would do if he wasn't there.

But my mind drifted. It suddenly went to Hyunjin, or at least that thing I put poor baby Hyunjin's face to. I thought of him back in the empty fields, smiling softly at me with eyes swirling with fire.

The bell had jolted me from that fear, thankfully. It made me realize I was in public with those thoughts, and if I let myself go, who knows what was to happen. I believed my dream world was a secret and thinking of it in public meant others finding it.

I started trying to understand why I put my favorite idol's face to that voice. As I walked to the library to study, I considered that it was probably because I was quite interested in my celebrities lately. Or even because I was growing more love for him.

Whatever it was, I would have to figure out another time when my heart and mind weren't so vulnerable to everyone else.

I sat at my usual table, grabbing my things to occupy myself. My headphones were in, but as I looked up I knew he had come into the room as well. I attempted to look away.

"Hey," Crush spoke quietly with a tap on the table. He placed his bag down before coming to me and sitting. "What chu working on?"

I smiled and stopped my music to listen to him. "Some homework I didn't do last night. You?"

Crush and I spoke like my heart wasn't pumping with so much adrenaline I had to slightly shake. I wanted to, even though he was aware of my feelings, hold back so that our friendship would grow more steadily and less emotional.

Another reason why my dream world was made, so those emotions I wished to hide were freely accepted there.

My mind was trying to memorize everything. I didn't want to forget things he said to me, like his favorite fruit or the book he read in third grade that became his most loved.

Yet, every once and a breath when neither of us spoke, I thought of the fake Hyunjin in my fake world. The one who would have a word or two to say of why Crush was not in my dreams as well.

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