“Dara?” Jiyong called out as the shadow of a woman disappeared behind one of the pillars of the Lotus Pavilion. It was midnight and the park was deserted. There’s a light breeze and the rustling of the leaves can be heard. The moonlight reflected on the steady water of the pond illuminates the pavilion. On the corner of his eye, he saw the shadow appear again and then vanish in a split second.
An overwhelming feeling of despair and loneliness enveloped his whole body. Tears began to fall freely as he felt his heart break into a million tiny pieces. He clutched his chest, trying to stop the unbearable pain but to no avail. He felt someone looking at him and was horrified to see his sixteen year old self staring blankly at him.
“Why? I don't understand.” Jiyong asked.
A smirk formed on his younger self’s lips as if taunting him.
“How quickly can you forget?...Remember Jiyong…Remember…”
Jiyong quickly sat up on his bed. His eyes shot wide open with his heart pounding on his chest. He looked around his dark room, confused. His eyes darted left and right as if his younger self will come out from the shadows.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he came to the realization that it was all a dream.
“What was that all about?” he thought as he checked his alarm clock to see what time it is.
3:00 A.M.
He stared at the dark ceiling, his arm across his forehead as the visions of his dream flashed in his mind.
“Dara…” Jiyong said as he fell back to sleep.
“DARAAAA!” Bom squealed as she violently shakes her best friend. She just came from the President's office armed with the most exciting news.
“Bommie…Stop!” Dara chuckled as she watched her best friend giggle and spazz with no care. The girl looked like she missed a dose of her psychiatric medication.
“Girl, you look like a lunatic.” Dara pulled Bom aside, away from the prying eyes of the employees.
“Remember the TOP SECRET meeting of Uncle Psy with an idol?” Bom shrieked.
“Yeah. What about it?” Dara nonchalantly replied.
“You won’t believe who’s coming to SMYG today for a collaboration with one of our artists!” Bom’s eyes are filled with excitement as she stares at Dara’s face, anticipating whether she’ll be able to guess who the drop dead gorgeous visitor is.
The minute she saw that Bom is in her fangirling mode, Dara knew. Her heartbeat changed and the fangirl inside of her that she suppressed deep inside for a long time emerged.
“NO WAAAAY…” Dara screamed, her eyes wide open in shock. She clutched her chest, still not believing that he’s coming.
