there's some strange feeling when he stirred his body upon the bed. There's something about the bed that is quite unusual yet comfortable. There's something different about the smell of his pillow. Deliciously good. He snuggled closed to it, inhaling the good scent and moan in delight. He never felt waking up with this kind of feeling. Feeling so good and warm.

Jr thought what are those feelings. What made him feel that way? He's curious to know. He's going to find out what actually cause him to feel that pleasant feeling he always hoped for. He'll gonna find out and catch it so it could fill his life

His lips curve into a lively smile. There was something lingering on it. A foreign sensation yet it felt good. Maybe that was it, every good thing he felt was because of that foreign sensation lingering on his lips. A taste of something. Something pleasant

He unconsciously touch his lips to find what's that sensation that made him feel like he was still on his dream land.

But when his mind started to work awakening his consciousness and properly functioning to process things, it didn't took him long to jolted up on his bed, fully aware. He Swiftly look around his room in bewilderment. Desperately scanning every corner as though he was looking for something. for someone

He sigh in despair as he saw his room no trace of that something he was expecting to be there. He was hoping to be there. He knew it's quite strange what he's feeling right now, but he was disappointed.

" It was just a dream.. " He mumble in despair " It was all just a strange dream " He said it as if reminding himself that it was just a dream. A mysterious dream. Because it felt so real. The good sensation of the kiss on his dream was still there. He could still feel those lips, prodding him to believe it wasn't a dream. But how could he possibly believe on that when there's no one else inside his room other than him? What happen to his dream was probably just a product of his desperate mind.

Pouting at his conclusion, he walk lazily in his bathroom and got ready to go to school. He Stuffed his stomach a good amount of food then left his apartment.

On the way to his school, his mind was kept repeating what he had dreamed and all he could think was that pretty face of the boy on his dream. His face is so vivid in his mind. It was clearer than those three men as if the spot light of his dream was only to the boy. Jr is quite sure he wouldn't forget that face. The face of his dream.

He smile dreamily as he just kept imagining that face, aware of the butterflies in his stomach. Unfazed with the scrunitizing look people gave to him. He doesn't care.

The whole day was spent with the thoughts of mysterious dream on his mind. He head back home with the thoughts of it still invading his mind.

Throughout the day, his mind was filled by the thoughts of the boy in his dream. But realizing he has some important things to do other than thinking about the boy, he snapped himself out of it and ignore those strange feelings that had been consuming his senses. He needs to study and do his homework. Otherwise, he'll flunk on his studies.

He manage to get his homework done by 8pm. Stretches his limbs that apparently got cramped after long hour of doing his homework. After doing so, the thoughts of his dream more precisely the boy was once again flooding his mind and as much as he want to shake it off, he didn't. He like the way it plays on his mind like a reality. He unconsciously rub his lips and look out of his window watching the moon smiling a