My lips trembled. "He...was the guy I loved most..."

"Seriously?!" He asked, shocked.

The two person we loved before were siblings, then we met.. is this fate? Myungsoo came hugging me, engulfing me in warmth that I haven't felt after Joonyoung died. It felt secure, and peaceful. But still, it reminded me of how Joonyoung would hug me. It reminded me how me and Joonyoung would just hug each other for a long time in silence, listening to each others breathing. I miss those times, I miss him. Eventually, tears began streaming down my face.

"You wanna talk about it? I feel better after telling you everything. Let me understand yours," he comforted.

“It...was a Sunday night. I was at his house. We planned to have a movie night so we had diner together. Then we talked about something that led to an argument. I couldn't take it anymore so I ran out from his house. He ran after me. I didn't notice a car speeding towards me. With a shove, Joonyoung...sacrificed himself for me...” I sobbed. Just thinking back on that night literally killed my mind.

"So...what about school?" I asked, still in his arms.

"Ditch it, I'm not in a mood to go today."

"But we've gotta finish up the projects," I reminded.

"Then let's finish it today."

After a long day, the night came again. I had a dream. Joonyoung appeared in my dream.

"It's been awhile, Jihye ah..." his tender smile made me realize how much I'd missed him.

"Oppa..."I cried. It's been sometime since he appeared in my dream.

"Don't cry. Gimme a smile would you? Let me see your bright and idiotic smile you used to show me," he chuckled.

I couldn't, I'd missed him so much. I regretted running out of his house. Only if I could turn back time.

"I'm so sorry...it's all my fault. If I didn't ran out that day you wouldn't---" he placed his finger on my lips, shushing me.

"It's not your fault. You don't have to miss me anymore, you've already found Myungsoo to replace me. Carry on with your life and look forward, leave me behind." He finished and started to fade away.

"Wait!" I called for him. He approached me and kissed me.

“I love you,” he whispered and vanished.

I woke up, dazed. The clock showed 2am in the morning. I sighed and got up for a drink. As I opened the bedroom door, I saw Myungsoo sitting on the couch like he just woke up from a dream. Our eyes met.

"Had a dream?" We both asked at the same time, then nodded.

"Let's go down the cafe for a drink," he suggested. I nodded.

We didn't talk in the cafe, all we did was order some hot chocolate and immerse ourselves in our own thoughts.