It was this dream again. It was haunting him for the last 11 months, but he was glad he kept dreaming it. It was the only way he could see her face, admire her shining smile, hear her beautiful voice calling out his name.

Donghae missed her so much. Even after all this months, the pain was still the same. Who said that the the time can heal? Well, not in his case. The time couldn't heal his wound, on the contrary, instead of relieving his pain it made it grow bigger like a snowball. Being away from her, he became his old self, a stranger between friends and subordinates. He didn´t care about anything, nothing could bring him joy. The loneliness made the darkness take over him again and day by day he was loosing his control more and more, crashing anything or anyone in his way.

She was his little angel, the one to make him feel "alive" and now she wasn´t next to him and the thought of her suffering somewhere there without him knowing it, without him helping her,  was driving him crazy.

The dream was the same every time. They were in a beautiful garden surrounded by flowers and she was gathering them in a beautiful buquet, beautiful just like her.

 - The flowers are so beautiful! Donghae, can you smell their fragrance? she turned her face to him and smiled.

- I love you, whispered Donghae.

The girl looked at him again and her smiled widened even more.

-   Are you alright? asked Donghae. He wanted to ask her another question "where are you?", but he asked that so many times before, so he knew the girl won´t give him the desired answer.

- I have to go, said the girl.

- Don´t leave me, please! even if the situation kept repeating everytime, he felt the same pain.

- I´m sorry, said the girl and her vision started dissapearing.

- Wait! He run in her direction to catch her hand, but the next moment he found him self in his room, lying on the bed.

"It was a dream, it always is.."

Donghae went to the bathroom to take a  shower. He let the ice-cold water flow over his body. His heart was broken.

He started to hit the wall with his fist over and over again and the water was washing away the blood.

- Yoona , where are you?