When a cute girl starts haunting Suga in his dreams
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It's nothing new for a fan to dream of her idol, but what if the idol sees the same dream as her. Wild dreams and wild adventures in those dreams. Some dreams come true, right...
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As always I started scanning my soundings and and found myself in a dream again, I looked at the ground. I now am standing on a huge exam paper . What subject is this even?
Math!!!
Yeah it had to be this shit.
I started walking backwards as I fell down from tripping over something. I shifted my gaze to see the view behind me. It was a huge pencil, even larger than my own body. Good so now a pencil is even taller than me huh. I didn't bother to get up after I fell. I feel lazy even in my dreams.
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Why isn't he still here yet? Maybe I didn't think of him enough today. But the way he talked it seemed he is real.
*Thump*
My eyes wondered in the direction where the sound came from. Yeah yeah yoonie fell from the sky. I think I should ask him something now . But what ? Like what should I ask him.
"Hi , yoongi-ssi" Yeah, he still didn't give permission to call him by first name but calling him 'Min Yoongi-ssi' would be too formal.
"You can call me Yoongi or Suga if you will ". He said with a miniscule smile but nonetheless a smile.
'How about Yoongles ' I said in my mind. But if he's the real one I don't wanna appear rude so not calling that.
"Suga, So your real .... Right" I think that is exactly what I intended to say and this time my mouth coaparted.
"Do I have to prove that I'm real " He said giving me his resting bitch fave.
"Yeah that'd be great " I said in a tone of my voice that might match Harley Quinn's one.
"And why would I " He said withe his face containing no expression. Like not happy nor angry nor sad just... Nothing.
Yeah right why would he. I mean even if he is real he doesn't even know I exist or not. Why would he bother explaining me his existence . I am just a stranger to him and maybe asking to much.
"joesonghabnida (really sorry)" I said traying really hard not to reflect my heart through my eyes. I wear glasses and in my dreams I appear with glasses so I don't thing he'll see my eyes clearly. I think I should change the topic . Yeah I should.
"You know, tomorrow is my Mathematics exam " I said acting as if my heart didn't clench a moment ago.
"Could see that " He said looking at the huge exam paper I was standing on. He continued "Are you a primary schooler? " He asked .
"No I am in the last year of high school" Do I look so young that he thinks I am a primary schooler. Thank goodness he didn't say I look like a preschoolers. His lips graced the shape of an 'O'
"Yamma ni kkumeun mwoni (Mwoni) Yamma ni kkumeun mwoni (Mwoni) Yamma ni kkumeun mwoni (Mwoni) Ni kkumeun (Kumeun) gyeou (Gyeou) geugeoni (Geugeoni)"
