deep purple = mandarin
* -- * (italics with stars) = thoughts

You sat in the park sitting on the swings and flashes of that nightmare popped into your head. You shut your eyes for a brief moment to get that image out of your head, but it didn't seem to go away. *It was your imagination.. Nothing more. It wasn't real*

"Are you alright?" a unfamiliar voice asked

You looked up to a guy with ash brown hair. He smiled shyly showing off a dimple. You thought he was cute, but then another thought ran through your mind. You blurted it out loud, "Why are you talking to me?"

You didn't mean to sound rude, it just came out.

"Sorry, I just thought --"

You shook your head "No, I'm sorry. I was just lost in a thought, that's all."

He nodded, "Would you like me to go?"

You didn't know what to say. You just shook your head.

He nodded and sat on the swing next to you. The two of you sat in silence as you swung slowly back and forth. 

*What do I say? Do I start a conversation?* You sighed mentally *Why did I nod?*

You lowered your head and you hear him speak quietly to himself. It wasn't in Korean, but mandarin.

"Why did he make me do this? I don't even know what to say to her."

You turned looking at him questioningly. You understood mandarin.

He looked at you, "Uh.. Sorry.. I talk to myself sometimes."

You raised a brow and nodded "Oh.."

He looked away lowering his head "Great now she's going to think I'm a weirdo.. Thanks D.O" He whispered to himself

You looked away from him *D.O? Like.. That guy.. He's real? No.. Can't.. Be... Right?*

"Uh.. I got to go." You said nervously getting up 

Before you would walk away he asked, "What's your name?"

You turned to him, "What's yours?"

"Zhang Yixing." He answered

"Skye."

He furrowed his brows, "Skye? That's it? No last name?"

You shrugged "That's the only name I go by. I don't really remember my other name." You said and walked off

He stared at your figure as it was getting further away, "Doesn't remember?"