As a comatose patient, my eyes finally opened. I turned my head to the right and saw my mother sleeping on the couch. I turned my head to the left and saw my girlfriend sleeping on the stool beside my bed. Strands of her head laid on the bed and her hand held mine.

The sight of my girlfriend’s face made me remember Kim Heechul. She and Heechul actually looked alike. They could’ve probably passed off as identical twins if it weren’t for the fact that my girlfriend was … well …a girl, and Heechul was a guy despite his feminine features.

I couldn’t help but wonder who Kim Heechul really was. Did he really exist in reality or was it all just a dream? Maybe Kim Heechul was simply created in my mind, a figment of imagination because I’ve been in coma for so long that I probably missed my girlfriend a lot.

I felt my girlfriend moving her head. I saw her eyes opening slowly. Sleepy eyes stared right back at me. Then she suddenly bolted up with widened eyes in shock. “You’re awake!” she said in a disbelieving tone.

I tried to reply but my voice didn’t seem to cooperate, so I settled for a nod. The shocked expression on my girlfriend’s face turned into pure happiness. She ran to my mother excitedly to wake her up and share the good news. “He finally opened his eyes. He’s awake!!!”

The sleepiness on my mother’s face was suddenly gone. She looked at me with the same expression as my girlfriend had. The shock came first, followed by happiness. “My baby is finally awake!!!” She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I swear, she could’ve been my cause of death because I could hardly breath. “I have to tell your dad and our relatives and the doctor and also the nurses…” She continued to blabber happily as she went out of the room to spread the good news.

An hour later, my best friend Yesung burst through the door. “I came here as soon as your mother called and told me that you’re awake!!!” He panted. He had obviously run his way here.

Since that day, I tried my best to recover as fast as possible. My girlfriend Dana had been kind and gentle to me (as she usually was) but I couldn’t help but feel guilty, because every time I saw her face it only reminded me of Kim Heechul. I think my feelings for her started to fade away as the days passed by. I told my best friend about this.

“Are you crazy?! You’re replacing her for someone who you met in your dreams?” Yesung exclaimed.

“That’s why I need your help!!! Research about Kim Heechul. You’re smart and you have a lot of resources.” Yesung may not look like it, but he was a total computer geek and a source of information.

“Fine, but if the Kim Heechul who you’re talking about doesn’t really exist then you have to forget about him, okay? Dana doesn’t deserve to get dumped for a figment of imagination that you became obsessed with.”

To be honest, I really didn’t think Kim Heechul would actually exist, so I tried to forget about him while Yesung was still searching for information. I was simply waiting and expecting for Yesung to tell me that he didn’t exist but after a few days, Yesung came back with Kim Heechul’s profile and picture. He really did exist.

“Wow! I can’t believe that you actually dreamt of someone who you haven’t really met in real life,” Yesung said amazed. “Like, what are the chances of a person actually dreaming of someone who they haven’t met and that someone actually exists in real life, too?!?!”

I couldn’t reply to Yesung. It wasn’t as if I knew the answer anyway. All I could do was staring at Kim Heechul’s profile and picture.

“So what are you going to do with Dana?” That question took me out of my trance. “I suggest you just tell her the truth and tell her everything that you’ve told me.” And that was exactly what I did.

Like I said, Dana had always been kind and gentle. Sometimes she got annoyed or irritated by me but she never became angry … until now. “It was just a dream!!! A really stupid dream!!! You’ve never met him. He could be a completely different person in real life. How can you insist on liking him?!?! Can’t you just forget about him?!?! And what about me? I love you…” She ended up in tears.

I didn’t like seeing her crying, but it couldn’t be avoided. “I’m sorry. I know I’m being selfish and unreasonable but I just don’t feel the same for you anymore.” She slapped me hard across the cheek and ran out of my hospital room. My cheek hurt, but that was okay because I deserved it.

“How’s Dana?” She never visited me again so I didn’t know how she was doing.

“Still depressed,” Yesung answered. “But she’s less depressed in comparison to the earlier days.” I was relieved to know that she was slowly recovering from the break up.

My mind was finally at peace at night. Maybe because I already felt free from my guilty conscience that I finally managed to dream of Kim Heechul again.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The new school year began. There was still an hour before the start of the morning ceremony. Heechul spent that hour in the music room. He played the piano piece that the ghost had taught him. He stopped playing when he felt himself shiver as a cold breeze entered through the window. Then the door opened.

“It’s so early in the morning so I thought it would be a ghost playing the piano, but I guess those rumors aren’t true.”

Heechul stared in shock at the person. Could it be…? “What’s your name?” He found himself asking.

“If you beat me in a videogame, I’ll tell you.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Heechul woke up to find out that it was just a dream. There was no way a ghost would turn into flesh. It had been a year since he had met the ghost. At some point, he was even able to forget about it so why did he have that strange dream after such a long time?

It was early in the morning. He was on his way to school when a stranger blocked his way. “You’re Kim Heechul, right?”

“Maybe.” Heechul moved to the side but was once again blocked by the stranger. “I need to go to school.” He glared at the stranger.

“I think you’ll be interested in what I have to say.”

“Oh really? I don’t have much interest in stalkers.”

“I’m only doing this for a friend who, I’m sure, is also a friend of yours. The ghost in the music room. Do you want to meet him again?”

Without thinking twice, Heechul agreed to follow the stranger. They walked in silence and ended up in a hospital. They stopped in front of a door. “He’s inside.” The stranger said.

“Aren’t you going inside?” Heechul asked.

“Nah. I think you two deserve a private moment together.”

“I still don’t know your name.”

“Yesung.”

“Thank you for bringing me here, Yesung.” Heechul said with all of his sincerity.

“You’re welcome. Now, I have to go to school. I’m already late.” Yesung started to walk away.

Heechul watched Yesung’s back for a while before shifting his gaze back to the door in front of him. He knocked softly and opened the door. He invited himself into the room and closed the door softly before looking at the occupant of the room. He stood and stared in shock as he saw the patient sleeping peacefully on the bed. It was definitely him. The ghost he had met in the music room.

The dream he had had was probably a sign that he would be meeting up with the ghost who turned into a human, but he could care less about that now. He walked quietly towards the bed. His hand reached out to touch the patient’s cheek. He quickly snatched his hand back when he felt the patient move. He could only watch as the patient slowly started to wake up.

“Heechul.” The patient instantly recognized him. “What are you doing here? How did you get here?”

“Yesung.” The name already explained everything.

“Damn … he should have told me that he was planning to do this so I could get myself ready. Now, you’ve seen me in my messy state.” The patient tried to tame down his messy morning hair.

“I think it’s cute.” Heechul found himself smiling. When the other guy was a ghost, he always looked neat and perfect so Heechul found it endearing to see him as a human and not so neat at the moment.

The patient blushed. Heechul found it endearing again because ghosts didn’t blush. “Is it okay to touch you?” He found himself asking.

The patient nodded.

“You won’t accuse me of ual harassment?”

Another nod.

“Good, because I want to do this.” Heechul cupped the patient’s cheeks and kissed him. “Don’t ever disappear again.” He said when they broke apart.

“I won’t.” The patient replied with swollen lips, panting for air. At the moment, Heechul couldn’t resist to lean closer and kiss him again.

“I still don’t know your name.” Heechul pulled away slightly.

The patient laughed. “You just kissed someone without even knowing the name.”

“If you aren’t going to tell me, then you better shut up and kiss me.”

The patient chuckled before pulling Heechul closer for another kiss. Between the kisses they shared, he was able to whisper his name against Heechul’s lips. “Kyuhyun.”

There are just some things that couldn’t be explained in this world. Heechul and Kyuhyun’s meeting was one of them. Perhaps everything was just a dream or maybe Kyuhyun really became a lost wandering soul during his coma.

THE END

A/N: I know.. it's the usual" spirit return to body and waking up from coma" story @_@;;; But I hope you enjoyed it anyway? ^^;;; Sorry for the cliche X_X  Comments please?