The car ride back home was painstakingly quiet and the time when we got back to my house was no different. I stayed seated on the couch while she mutely sat beside me. We got home at around 9 pm and I usually start preparing myself for bed at that time but I stayed up late today. I was waiting for even a peep from her since she had been so disturbingly quiet after crying in my arms. The sight from earlier was really... I thought I'll never see it knowing how upbeat and lively she was but in the end, the truth always hits the hardest. 

I'm guessing that she thought that she passed away just recently but in reality she was gone for a long time. I had no idea why it affected her so much but I couldn't help but somehow relate to her. She missed 2 years on her life and now she got the chance to have it back again. But the problem was is that she can never truly have it back since she was, y'know... a ghost. I could relate to it because I had missed a few years of my life when I moved here to Seoul. In my terms, I was the one who let myself miss it because I was too caught up with 'surviving reality' and all that bull. I had a choice while she didn't. Way to make yourself feel like a better person, Kwon Jiyong. 

I waited for her to speak for almost an hour but I started to feel sleepy so I left and gave her a quiet 'good night'. It was only then when she looked up at me and gave me a small smile. I could see how her lips quivered and how she rubbed her arms as she tried to comfort herself. I got compelled to stay back and help her with what she was dealing with but the look in her eyes told me that she wanted to be alone. 

"Good night, Jiyong." Was the last thing I heard before she looked back down on her lap and as I closed the bedroom door behind me. 

Although today...

"Oh... Aisht! ...Goddammit! Get him!!! ...Aggghhh! Dongwoo-yah!!!!" 

I was sitting across from her while I eating my breakfast. On the other hand, she was focused--maybe a little too focused--on the movie she was watching on my laptop. I raised a curious brow when I saw her gasp as she slightly moved a way from the screen while sporting a small double chin. Did I miss something? What happened to the somber-looking Dara from yesterday? She ticked her tongue at the screen and scowled while muttering unintelligible things under her breath. Just as I was about to put my day-old egg sandwich on my mouth, she looked up and our eyes locked. 

"You sure look nice with your stubble, y pants."

Note to self: shave, immediately.

I rolled my eyes and just shoved the sandwich on my scowling mouth. So early in the morning and she starts with her . She went back to being immersed with her movie. She was even doing sound-effects and hand signals. I took a gulp of my coffee as I chewed the egg sandwich and I shuddered when the unusual taste of mayonnaise-y egg and coffee hit me. I saw Dara share the same shudder from the corner of my eye, making me release a noiseless laugh. 

"What are you watching?" I said in between chews. 

"'When the Moon Rises'." she answered, not looking up at me, and waved a dismissive hand. 

Whoa, did she get over yesterday that quickly. That's... oddly impressive yet a bit sad at the same time. 

"Why are you watching that? It's so cliché and boring. They practically used every trope in an action film." I took another sip of my coffee and we both sighed in content but after that. Dara's eyes changed into daggers as they shot through me. 

"Min Dongwoo will never cliché and boring." She punctuated every word and I just nodded lazily. "'When the Moon Rises' will never be cliché and boring. You are cliché and boring." 

"Wahh, chincha. Even your comebacks are getting up to par with your Min Dongwoo and 'When the Moon Rises'. Do you know what happens in the end?" 

The part in the end was the second best thing after the actual end of the movie where I can go watch a better one. 

She pointed a finger to my nose and looked at me sternly. Oh this is gonna be good. "Don't. You. Dare." she said menacingly. 

Oh I dare, alright.

I looked at her innocently and gave her a slight tilt of the head for added effect. I heard her pause the movie and my amusement just raised one step up. 

"Dongwoo-yah is gonna..." I trailed off purposefully.

"Don't or I'll take over your body." she glared at me. 

I shrugged and glanced over the far corner of the table and quickly grabbed Vlad her bottle by the neck. I heard her produce a loud and horrified gasp as I wiggled her weakness in front of her face. She nodded with her head bowed down and then she stood up and walked towards me, the table passing through her stomach. She towered over me with her ever so familiar retarded grin. I looked at her smugly while I cradled her 'life' in my arms like a baby. 

"My sunshine is taking the love of my life on hostage, eh?" 

"Oh, is that what this looks like?" I faked a gasp. "I wouldn't do no such thing..." A smirk formed on my lips. "Maybe Min Dongwoo can help you but sadly he can't---"

"Jiiiiyyyooooonnnnnngggggg-aaaahhhhhh." She whined and shook her shoulders.

I found myself chuckling while looking at her whiny figure whine even more. "Why are you watching it anyway? The movie is and you know it." I remarked. 

"I missed 2 years of my life." she griped while continuing on with shaking her shoulders. I stopped to look at her and the smile on my lips disappeared. She floated out of the middle of the table and sat on top of it, not bothering to look at me. Her legs were swaying limply on the edge of the wooden table. "You know what I did last night?" I just stayed just silently watching her. I saw the corner of her lip curve up as she continued on. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I kept thinking to myself, why was I even here if I'd been gone for that long. I was forcing myself to remember so that I can just go already. I was just suddenly... I wanted myself to be done with this already. I died and became like this only to find out that I've not only forgotten my memories but I also missed a few years. I don't know what came over me."

"Dara.."

"But then I thought, I must be here for a reason. I initially thought of this as a sick joke. Missing 2 years of my life... was harder than I had expected. I was asking myself why I was still here and why haven't I 'fully died' yet. I was thinking of that all last night."

"And then I thought, this must be a sign. They're not letting me go yet because I have to fill up that 2 year void that I missed. They gave me a chance to 'live' again and I was sure as hell not gonna pass that up." She turned to me with a broad smile on her face. "That's why I'm watching this movie."

She gave me a salute before sitting back down and watching her movie. Meanwhile, I was just sitting there feeling a sense of fascination at her rather positive mindset. I didn't know a person who can get over that big of a hurdle that fast. I don't know if she really did get over it but by the determined and happy look on her face earlier, she seemed to have handled herself surprisingly well.

I leaned back into my chair while taking another gulp of my coffee. I wonder what I would do in her position? I would surely not have made a plan that fast after finding out something that big. In these few weeks that I've been with her, all she does is play around and annoy me wherever I go but know that--well, I think--she has a plan now which was filling her 2 year void, I guess nothing was going to change and she'll just keep ing around and pestering me. Aisht. She's not even concerned about her resting peacefully. I really need to teach her about setting her priorities. 

A knock suddenly entered my ears and I unconsciously looked at the time to see that it was only 10:36 am. I scratched my head and walked to the door while stretching in between steps. The knocking was getting louder and more hurried, making me grunt and walk even slower to spite them. When I creaked the door open, noona pushed herself in and went inside while Jay hyung trailed in behind her. 

"Come on in." I said sarcastically, closing the door behind me. 

"Where is she?" Noona asked, waving away my sarcasm. 

I shrugged, "I don't know. Guess." Which was clearly a lie because I can clearly see her watching that god-awful movie on my laptop. 

Noona snarled before smacking me on the shoulder and scanning the house. Hyung was standing beside me while shaking his head at his crazy, dog-sniffing wife. He pushed up his glasses and turned to me with a blank look. "Who was this she she was looking for exactly?" 

I smiled at him awkwardly knowing that he wouldn't believe me anyway but I still told him the truth, "Noona's looking for Dara." 

Jay hyung continued to look at me with a disinterested face as he quirked a brow. "This 'ghost' Dami has been talking about?" I could hear the snippy, mocking tone in his voice and I could just inwardly scowl at him. If only he could hear or see her, then he'll believe us. 

I just nodded silently, not wanting to delve on it even more since I know that he was gonna sermon me about the difference between reality and fantasy with his serious ing face. You know if it wasn't for their apathetic expressions and similar last names, I would never have thought that Jay hyung and Seunghyun were related. Their personalities were complete opposites other than the fact that they always look at you with permanent deadpan eyes and features. 

I guided hyung to the couch and offered him some coffee unto which he politely declined, saying, "Coffee makes my bowels churn. I am not comfortable relieving myself here. Although, thanks for the offer, Jiyong-ah."

Noona and