Your P.O.V:

*Dream - Flashback*

"He is dead?! Young Jae died...?"...... "No you can't give in _______ (your name)! You have to stay strong! Don't give in..." .... (Time skip) "It's all my fault....." "I wish I weren't alive." "Life is horrible." "I don't wanna li-"

*Beep Beep Beep Beep* The alarm rang. I opened my eyes. Huh? Ah! So it was that dream again, eh? How many years has it been now? Four? Five?

Well that's kinda the dark underground past of my life which I never, ever want anybody to know about. The alarm was still ringing. It was kind of irritating, but it calmed me down. Listening to it ring made me feel that I wasn't in that time anymore... that dreadful time. I shut the alarm. It was 5 am. I guess it's no use. I won't fall asleep either... not after having that dream. I guess it's best to get freshened up. I left the bed and went to do my daily routine.

It has been a long time since I've had that dream. My brother... or rather like my brother... Young Jae was my best friend. He was the most dorkiest and funniest and most understanding person I ever met. We'd speak a lot. He'd understand me the most and no matter what happened he always supported my decision. It was the same otherwise. We knew each other really well. He seemed to have some family problems. It was noticeable. But I was a kid and there was nothing a brat like me could do to help him. Even if I'd ask him, he'd just laugh it off. A few years back he died. It was sudden. It seems he had Leukemia. He knew about it. But never told anyone, not even his own family. They were poor. And just like that, he died.

It was hard for me. Sometimes, he'd ask me what I'd do if he weren't there by my side anymore. And I'd always reply that that'd never happen. I hated the fact that even though I knew him so well, I couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. And, obviously I fell into depression.... blaming myself and hating people and things around me... But everything changed... Everything has changed now.. for the good...

I got out of the shower and looked at my reflection on the mirror. My long wet hair was beside my shoulders and my eyes looked clear and bright. There was a time when I hated myself... and now here I am, praising my beautiful self. It was after I met SHINee.. or rather came to know about them. I started feeling better about myself. And I became a fan. I don't know how admiration turned into love and now I'm here trying to look pretty for the guy I love, although I've never met him in person... Taemin, my one and only....

*Bang bang* "Ahem~! 'Miss. I-Am-So-Lost-Looking-At-My-Beautiful-Face-In-The-Mirror-That-I've-Lost-Track-Of-Time', it's time for you to come and prepare the breakfast you know! Unnie is starving because of you. It's y