Yoona's P.O.V.

We were running into a dark alley. Away from some men dressed in black. When we got into the dark alley. He press one of his hand against the wall to rest. His other, was holding mine. Both of us was panting and trying to catch our breaths. He leaned in, closing his eyes, to the wall as if I wasn't there. He opened his eyes and our eyes met. He gave a small pleasant smile, showing his dimple and leaned in even closer, His stare was toward my lips. I closed my eyes..

"That was just a dream wasn't it?" I had opened in eyes. Who was that guy? I can't remember anything about him.

All I can remember is that he had hair that cover part of his left eye. Small dimples on both side of his cheeks. Also that his eye, he has single eyelids. And.. his hands, they were soft. I smiled unaware. 

"What is this?" I shrugged. "I don't think I've ever met this person before either."  I quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

If you don't know me, I like to be organized about everything. I have a pet peeve about being messy, That's just who I am. 

Soon enough out of the bathroom, I went to cook for myself. I have been living by myself for the past 12 years or so. It's just because.. 

Sat on the sofa and at my breakfast. Turning on the TV to watch some cartoons. I just laugh silently.

Dinggg~ 

A text message came in. 'Yoona, come to work early. There's a meeting.' The boss at my workplace, is like an oppa to me, but he is younger than me, can you believe that? He's the son of the owner actually. I don't know why he quitted college to come work at a place like that but I guess a situation or something came