A dream. 

​​​​For Eunha, the moment she felt those familiar warm fingers brushed against her skin was like a dream. It was a moment when she yearned for it to be real, like if she open her eyes the very same feeling will be gone and she'll be left by the lingering feeling of lone. She wanted it to stay, the feeling of those gentle hands cupping her cheek, and the feeling of warm breath that tickled her skin.

She was hopelessly holding onto that feeling, that she brazenly hold that hand tight, afraid for it to go away. She almost shed tears at the thought that if she touched that hand, everything will be gone, like an illusion but not played through sight but through those oh so familiar touch.

So imagine her surprise when that hand stayed, and when she felt those plump lips touched her cheek. It felt so unreal, yet Eunha had to open her eyes before engulfing the said person in a tight hug. 

She was in disbelief and it felt as though holding the other girl in her arms like that would prove the existence of her friend's wake. And it did.

Cause the familiar chuckle that escaped those lips didn't fail to tug a sense of happiness within her, and those pair of slender arms that held her gave her that familiar sense of safety. It was almost like a train to the past, the nostalgic feeling of being held like that gave her butterflies that even her heart was racing so fast she could b