Today, something nice but weird has happened to me. I woke up early in the morning as usual as I had before and found that someone who made me do so.

"Lay?" I whisper. I look at the guy's face infront of me. Though sleeping, his face still looks as beautiful as ever. He's quite smiling maybe because he's having a good dream right now. It's strange to find him here. Why? Because he's dead.