Chapter 3- Just A Dream    His eyes widened as soon as he saw her enter through the door. In the inside he was squirming and supper excited, atlas he had to keep it cool. It did not face him that he was standing at the edge of the roof top and could fall if anything went wrong. Nope not one bit. He was not really afraid of heights. Plus he had other things to worry about…like being rejected.   “A~”   ‘Fool proof plan. She is finally gonna say ‘yes’ and will be my girl.’   “You are here.” She said nothing and just stared. JB scratched the back of his neck feeling a blush rise to his cheeks.   “Is not a big deal…I have to hear your answer…”   He looked down at his shoes finding them extremely interesting for some reason.    While Song-Il just stood there uninterested and bored.   “We’ve know each other since kindergarten…and I always liked you since...I been thinking for a long time…” He paused thinking what he would say next.   “ I guess what I want to say is. I want you to date me…” He looked up her now. awaiting for her answer but still no response.   "If you don’t accept me. I'm going to jump from here! Okay???” He looked behind him and found that he was pretty high. "I am really going to jump off. okay??” JB lifted one leg and acted as if he was going to do just as he said.    He wasn’t.   "For real.”    Not really.    "I’m serious.”    Still not true.    He couldn’t help but wonder why she has not said a single word.   JB expected her to scream “ Oppa! Hajima! I’ll go out with you.” He would then hop off and make his way to her. Her eyes would be all teary and she would have a sad smile on her face. He would pull her into a hug while she would say “ Don’t ever scare me like this!”   but atlas all he got was a,    “What did he say?”   “Please say something…” She raised an eyebrow giving him a confused look. Plugged her ears with her earphones and turned to make her way out. Her hair swaying from one side to the other.   “Hey! Where are you going?” he shouted.   "…Fine! Just walk away…I won’t beg anymore.”   Last time i listen to Jackson...   With a dejected look upon his face, he had to face the truth. Although he really really…REALLY likes her. She would never like him back.   “JB! She isn’t worth—“ at this he looked up and his eyes could not get any wider. He shook his head and try looking one more time. The figure looked like him. Exactly like him. JB smacked his face and stared at the person staring right at him confused. It was not a look alike. It was him. JB.   Next thing he knew he was feeling something tug him backwards and he felt himself falling. He could’t find his voice to scream or shout. He did not have the chance to hold on to anything and just felt himself falling.   Soon everything went black.   …O…O…O…O…O…O…O…     JB woke up with a jolt and gasped for air as he woke up from that weird dream.   It must have been all the preparing to confess to Song-Il. He was nervous. Nothing actually happened. and he had not been rejected by the girl he liked. It was all a dream. A horrible, terrifying, dream.   Yeah that must be it.    He found that the room was still spinning.    What a weird dream he had.   To stop the room from spinning, JB placed both his hands on either side of his head as if holding his head in place would make the room stop spinning.     The scene soon became clearer as JB opened his eyes slowly to see himself somewhere he was not very familiar, but soon realized he was in the infirmary.    It didn’t seem like the same infirmary from JYP Academy…the bright colors on the wall and abstract shaped furniture was far from similar to the dull color