Audrey Hepburn once said, "The most important thing is to enjoy life. To be happy. It's all that matters." 

The truth was, Chorong always wondered when her life got off track from that; from happiness. So many things had happened in her life that she was sure she could pinpoint it and say, "That's it. That's the moment that everything changed." But the thing was she didn't want to have to think that way. She didn't want to have to point out the moment when everything fell apart. 

All she wanted was to be happy. She wanted to go about her life in a way that could truly make her feel okay. Adventures and love and hope; it's all she wanted. She just wanted to find something, or even someone, who truly got her one hundred percent. Who could make her happy again. 

That was all that mattered. 

She slowly came to, her vision completely blurry. The only thing she could see was the outline of a figure leaning over her. She listened closely, trying to figure out the situation at hand and heard the low mumbling of a male voice and being able to make out the words 'please be okay' over and over again. 

She let her eyes close again, the exhausted feeling taking over and letting her drift in and out of consciousness. She just couldn't keep focus enough to figure out what was happening and who was wishing her to be okay. Chorong tried to keep herself awake, to open her eyes and deal with everything, but it was way too hard. 

"Chorong?" The voice spoke again, this time with a little more concern in their voice. She groaned slightly, only letting her head drop sideways in response to the person. "Chorong, are you okay? Can you hear me?" 

She wanted to speak up, to let the person know that she was okay, but she couldn't get the words to form properly. That same exhaustion was seeming to win over as she drifted back into an unconscious state, her thoughts and mind going absolutely insane. 

Lately, her dreams had been filled with Jongsuk; the boy she was starting to feel things for. He was so wonderful and so amazing that she just couldn't help but dream about him. Every now and again it felt like her dreams were trying to tell her something; like they wanted her to finally accept that something would actually happen between them. That it was okay to let go and let this guy come into her life. 

And every time she would let it. She would give into Jongsuk via her dreams and just let everything happen. She often wondered if she should listen to them and really tell Jongsuk that she was ready to be with him. But, most of the time, she would chicken out before she even got the chance. She never was one to truly express herself or her feelings and now it felt like she had no choice in the matter. 

She thought back to the happiness that she was missing and definitely ached for it. Could Jongsuk be that person? Was he the person that could truly get her and would truly care for her no matter what? Was he the one for her? 

It had only been around a month since the two had met, but even so she's felt like she can be herself around him. Like it was okay to talk to him and be near him and just let go with him. She'd never felt like that with anyone before, not even Minseok. And it was thoughts like these that made her wonder if it was time to accept her feelings. 

But this dream wasn't filled with Jongsuk like they usually were. No, this dream was all about the one person she never wanted to dream about; Joonmyun. The stupid bastard who has done nothing but make her have a miserable summer. The idiot who tried to seduce her and then went around and slept with her sister not long after. The horrible person who she knew was using her sister and dating her for some damn reason she just couldn't understand. 

Only this wasn't that Joonmyun. The person in her dream was kind and funny and caring. It was a side of him she had never ever seen and wasn't sure she ever would if it wasn't in dream form. He was charging towards her and grabbing onto her arms to pull her away from danger. He was actually saving her life and saying all the right things. 

And it was genuine. It was honestly genuine and it surprised her. She wanted him to stay. She wanted this Joonmyun to stay and never leave from her life. And it really, really scared her to feel this way. 

"Chorong? Please wake up ..." The voice invaded her dreams, but this time it came from Joonmyun's mouth. She finally was able to pinpoint that it actually had belonged to him all along. She stared at the milky skinned boy, not sure of what was going on. "Come on, open your eyes." 

"Joonmyun?" She reached out to him, but as she did it seemed like he was only getting further and further away. She walked closer, trying so hard to catch him, but her efforts were no good. She felt her feet carrying her faster and faster after him, praying and wishing to get closer. "Joonmyun, wait!" She honestly had no idea why she was chasing after him, but no matter how hard she tried to stop, her heart kept telling her to push forward until she made it. 

Out of nowhere she felt something slam into her and bring her out of her dream state. Her eyes shot open and she gasped quickly. She sat up quickly and placed her hands against her chest, coughing over and over again like she couldn't breathe. She continued to gasp for air and finally managed to get it to her lungs and she could breathe again. Her heart rate eventually settled and she felt her muscles relaxing. 

"Oh my god." 

She felt a pair of hands wrap around her and she was pulled against them. She managed to look up during the hug and her eyes immediately widened when she saw who had initiated it. 

Joonmyun? What the hell was going on? She wanted to pull away and get away from him, but found herself unable to. Instead, she felt her arms wrap around him slowly and she rested against him. It was like she was still dreaming and this was the same Joonmyun she had envisioned in it. 

Eventually he pulled away and rested one hand on her shoulder while the other was placed against her cheek. He stared at her with wide eyes, his expression mixed with concern adn confusion. "You're okay right?" His voice was even more concerned as it cracked a tiny bit. "Are you okay, Chorong?" 

"I think so?" She wasn't exactly sure if she was trying to convince him or herself of that answer. Everything was so confusing and she had no idea what was going on and why he looked so afraid. Hell, she didn't even know why she wasn't sitting there and screaming at him like she usually did. "What happened?" 

He relaxed a little, letting out a small sigh of relief that she seemed okay. He pulled his hands off of her cheek and pointed it over his shoulder. She was a little confused, but let her eeys follow in that direction. Once they landed on what he was pointed at she immediately wished that she hadn't done that. 

She felt her heart plummet as she stared at the spot she was standing in not that long ago, but this time instead of an open clearing it was completely stacked in rocks and rubble. She looked around quickly, trying to see if there was another way out, but came up empty in that search and found herself looking back at the entrance. This couldn't be happening. She really prayed that this wasn't happening. She closed her eyes quickly, squeezing them shut and wishing that it was all a dream and that once she opened her eyes she would be back with their group and not in any danger. 

Unfortunately those kinds of things only happen in cartoon and TV shows and this was, sadly, none of the above. She opened them again and cursed to herself that she was actually in this situation. Not only that, but she was in this situation with someone that she never really wanted to be in with. 

"Don't be scared, okay?" Joonmyun placed his hand on top of her head and gave a small smile, trying to move some rocks and, eventually, only created a bigger mess than before. She couldn't help but smile though, watching him get so flustered every time more rocks would fall into place of the ones he would move. 

She did notice something, though. At one point when Joonmyun moved a rock, he winced and quickly let it drop to the ground and help onto his elbow. She raised an eyebrow at him, a little curious as to what was going on. 

"Are you ... hurt?" She pushed herself off the ground and moved over towards him, taking his arm in her hands. He instantly pulled away, biting his lip and making a displeased face. "You are hurt! Why didn't you tell me?" She led him back over to the spot they were in previously and helped him sit back down, both of them forgetting about escaping for a minute. 

"I was worried about you and it doesn't hurt that bad." She stared at him with a dumbfounded expression before reaching forward and slapping his arm softly. He let out a soft yelp and held it tighter, whimpering slightly. 

"That's what I thought," she chuckled as she took his arm again to look it over. She let her fingers glide over his skin, putting pressure on some parts and earning a grumble every now and again. "Well, I don't think it's broken. You probably bruised the bone pretty bad though so when we get out of here you should get it checked out at a clinic or something, okay?" She looked up and gave him a smile, trying to make him feel better. He just nodded in reply, smiling back at her. 

She was about to move away and let him take care of it on his own when it hit her. She remembered the feeling of being hit by something and tried really hard to remember what had happened before she awoke. The image of Joonmyun popped into her mind and she was immediately taken back by it and looked over at him. 

"Joonmyun?" He glanced in her direction. "Why did you save me? You could have easily just let those rocks crush me and then I would be out of your hair forever. So why ...?" She couldn't wrap her head around it. The two obviously didn't get along, so why would he risk his own life to save hers? 

"You think I was just going to let you die? How could you think that?" He seemed surprised by her question and she watched as the anger rose slowly to his face. He clenched his teeth, getting upset more and more by the passing seconds. "Believe it or not, I'm not that bad of a guy, Chorong. I wasn't just going to let you die, okay?" He let out a staggered huff, shaking his head. "When you were knocked out I ... I was so damn scared that you were really hurt! Damn it, I don't want to see you hurt, get it?!" 

She stared wide eyed at him as she wasn't expecting that kind of reaction from her question. She honestly couldn't believe that these words were coming out of this guy's mouth. It was like it was the same Joonmyun she had dreamed about and it wasn't the guy who had tried to sleep with her and kept doing bad thing after bad thing. 

She felt her stomach doing flips and bit her lip, trying not to remember how badly she wanted this guy in her dream. A part of her still wanted to reach out to him. She wanted to reach out to him and wrap her arms around him. He had saved her life and she just wanted to hold onto him and thank him. Of course she wasn't going to. Something was still holding her back and she didn't know what it was. 

She didn't want to think about him this way, too. All summer so far he had done nothing but prove her point that he was a bad guy. This was the only time during the period she has known him that he has done anything practically human. He was acting like a completely different person and a part of her really liked him this way. Like in her dream, she wanted him to stay. She didn't want to see that horrible guy she knew. 

"Thank you." She smiled softly at him. "Thank you for saving my life. I really owe you big time when we get out of here." 

He just chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck, a little embarrassed by the sudden change in mood. He wasn't used to hearing her say things like this and it kind of caught him off guard. "It's no big deal, really. Plus if you died who would I have around to bother and mess with?" 

Well, that didn't last long. Though, she couldn't help but laugh slightly at how ridiculous he was. Was he trying to be funny? She supposed that it was working a little bit. 

"Whoa, wait." He moved forward, looking at her cautiously. He touched her head slightly and observed her before sighing. "Chorong, you're bleeding." She involuntarily reached up to touch it, but only met his hand. She blushed quickly, pulling away. "Here, let me help you." She was about to ask him what he could possibly do to help her, but instantly froze when she saw him reach down and start to pull his shirt over his head. 

Whoa, whoa, whoa. This was possibly heading down a path she didn't want to go down with him. This whole situation felt like some big drama movie and Chorong was in no way about to be the love interest for said boy. Though, even though she wasn't interested in him, she couldn't help but glance down at his body during her one moment of weakness. 

She may not have been his biggest fan, but there was no doubt he was absolutely stunning. That she was sure of. 

She was ready to swat his hand away, not sure what he was going to do and why he was kneeling there shirtless. He just rolled his eyes at her and pushed forward, balling his shirt up and pressing it against her head. She winced as soon as the fabric hit her wound and made a face, not liking the feeling one bit. 

"That stings!" she whined a little. 

Joonmyun just chuckled and shook his head, amused by her. "I just want to make sure the bleeding stops and you don't die right in front of me, okay? Like I said before, who would I annoy if you were gone?" Joonmyun smirked a l