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In my dream, I met a person.

Airport.
A guy wearing grey hoodies, masked, followed by 9 (?) other people, wears translucent-transparent ear pieces and a black backpack.

It seems that I'm waiting for him, the smile on his face when he saw me, I remembered but no matter how hard I tried, I can't seem to recognize his face.

We were having so much fun, me dancing, practicing and singing. The way that he looks at me and laughed when I accidentally made a mistake, I remembered vividly.

I can see myself smiling so happily as if it's my last. When he ask for my hands to dance with him, I was so happy that i can't even feel it twice, I suddenly remembered the moles on his neck!. Will i ever find you?

I realized i was swayed by that moment. Romance, me?! That will never happen! I hate romance!

But then, the voice...it was so sweet, I can't resist it. Why do I still remember the song? I hummed and fell back asleep. Is this really a dream?

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