A little girl stands before me, clear as day, her hair a dark black and her body covered in a white dress that was stained a deep red in some places. She stares at me in such an intense way the hairs on my arms stand and I felt the need to take a step back but I couldn’t for my feet were frozen in place.   Her lips move to form words. “The world will end on a Monday.” Her voice was soft but firm.   I felt a shiver go up my spine. “How do you know that?”   “Because I was there when it happens.” She says eyes burning through me.   I shake my head. “Then you can prevent it or I can, tell me how to stop it or at least what exact Monday it happens.”   “You fool.” She scoffs, arms crossing over her blood covered dress. Even though she spoke down to me I didn’t comment on it. “No one can stop what is to come.”   -   I gasp flinging up in bed, a sweat bead rolling down my neck. I place a hand over my beating chest. It was that dream again.   The one with the little girl in it that claims the world will end on a Monday. Ever since I could remember I have had three reoccurring dreams, each one was different in their own ways but all three were connected for the same little girl was in all of them.   In each of them she was essentially warning me of the impending future that was to come. The one where the world would end and that there was nothing I could do about it, or so she says.   For in one of my other reoccurring dreams she tells me of the person who causes the world to end. I rest my hand on my forehead remembering her words.   She stands before me the same as before in a blood covered dress. “The world ends because of a single person’s actions. She ruins the entire universe.” She says her lips in a straight line. “The entire universe as we know it starts it’s crumble on Earth and expands outwards until nothing is left.”   I let my hand fall from my forehead. “So, this girl, she lives on Earth.”   The idiot who ends my existence lives on a different planet. I roll my eyes, a part of me felt it was my destiny to stop her. There had to be a reason I was dreaming these dreams. Maybe just maybe I could stop her.   My eyes close remembering the third and final reoccurring dream. “It’s the death of this man that sends her over the edge.”   The image of a tall black haired male appears beside the young girl. He seemed to be in his early twenties and quite handsome at that.   My eyes pop open. “All I have to do is prevent him from dying.”   My eyes dart down to my ankle at the silver metal that clings to it keeping me prisoner in my own bedroom. I lived on the planet Mars, I guess you could call us aliens but to us, the humans were the aliens. Even though we looked the exact same and spoke some of the same languages. I’m sure somewhere down the line us and the humans were related. We didn’t particularly have a name for us, like humans had the word humans. So, we too often went by the term humans.   Some of us were different, we were born with abilities humans have only seen in what they call movies. I was not one of them.   I was born to be a potential leader for our people even without an ability. Though I would never get to take that position for my older twin sister would take that title for sure, especially since she had confined me to my room ever since I can remember.   I wince as a muscle in my brain tightens up and twitches. My hand flies to my forehead, “Ow.” A static-like image crosses my mind and I see the little girl before me again. She’s closer than usual as she takes my face into her small hands.   “Do not trust anyone, especially those closest to you. The end is coming, faster than you could ever imagine.” One of her hands moves up my cheek towards my eyes.   But I’m broken out of whatever it was that I was experiencing by the door to my room opening. I let my hand fall from my forehead as I glance over to see Kim Inseong, my only friend, enter the room.   “Hey, Soobin.” He smiles moving to shut the door.   So did that mean I couldn’t even trust Inseong? I sigh, for all I knew I was just crazy. Though for some reason I felt it in my deep in my gut, that what the girl was saying was true. The end was coming, I could already feel the dread of it.   “Hey.” I murmur back.   “Are you okay?” He sits down at the end of my bed.   “Don’t let him touch you.” Her voice echos in my head and for the first time I realize that I’m seeing her when I’m awake, that this wasn’t a dream. That must mean that she was right, the end was coming faster than I thought.   I smile towards Inseong. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I decide against telling him about the dreams for the millionth time. I wasn’t sure if he’d think I was crazy or not. Plus it seems I can’t trust him anyways. I swallow, then who could I trust if not him?   The image of the human male in my dream flashes across my mind. What about him? Surely I could trust him? Though even then I probably couldn’t.   How was I to get out of here without someone’s help? I glance at Inseong as he moved to stare out my window.   “Inseong, when is the next day I’m allowed outside?” My fingers wrap around my sheets waiting for his reply. He turns and hums thinking to himself.   “I think next Wednesday. Why, feeling stir crazy?” The corner of his lips twitch into a smile.   I laugh lightly trying to seem like I normally was. “Yeah, plus my ankle is killing me.”   He sighs. “I’m sorry, if I could do anything to help you I would.” His frown seems genuine. I liked to think he was actually my friend but I don’t think he was. “I am pretty much powerless when it comes to your situation.”   I chuckle lowly. “I know, it’s enough knowing that you come to visit me every week.” Though maybe his visits weren’t to be friendly with me but as a form of check up ordered by my sister. As much as I didn’t want that to be true it probably was.   After Inseong is gone I find myself lying back on my bed. How in the hell would I ever get to Earth? How would I get away from Inseong to even think about getting there?   “There is a guy, his name is Yoo Taeyang. He can travel between worlds. Find him.” The little girl speaks.   “But what of Inseong?” I mumble lowly to myself.   “There is bound to be a time in which his eyes aren’t on you, that is when you can escape.” She mumbles.   That’s when a thought crosses my mind, “Why are you helping me? I thought you said I was a fool who couldn’t stop what was to come?”   The girl laughs softly, “I thought so too, but your enthusiasm has me wondering if I was wrong.”   I smirk to myself. “Has the future changed any? Did you see me changing it?”   The girl sighs, “If I told you everything that’s to happen it might not happen.”   I hum, “That’s true.”   -   “Wake up.” A voice startles me awake. My eyes fly open and I find myself outside on the street. I am leaning up against a building and everyone around me is lying on the ground, including Inseong.   My eyes widen. “What happened?” I quickly bend down to check on Inseong, fingers moving to his neck to check his pulse.   “I’m not entirely sure, regardless it doesn’t matter, now is your time to run while he’s out cold.” The girl says in my head.   My hands freezes above Inseong’s shoulder, she was right. I pull my hand back as I stand up. But where do I go? Where did this Yoo Taeyang live?   -   It took me around a half hour of asking around before I found Yoo Taeyang. He was seated inside a well-known clothing store behind the register. His eyes raise to me as I enter the store.   Since he was the only one present in the store I approach him. “I’m looking for Yoo Taeyang.” I state right as my eyes land on his name tag that displayed that exact name.   He smiles softly, but his eyes examine me closely. “That’d be me.” He gently raises his hand to wave slightly.   I clear my throat. “I was told you can travel between worlds.”   His eyes squint as he glances me over once again. “Mm, I can.”   I lean onto the nearest wall to seem more casual. “Is there any way you can take me to Earth?”   He snorts shaking his head, “Why would you want to go there? Our planet is much more technologically advanced than them.”   I shrug nonchalantly coming up with something simple on the spot. “It’s been a dream of mine to visit it just once in my lifetime.”   He hums seeming to believe me. “I can take you there but you must know that once you are there, you cannot come back unless you meet one of our kind there that can bring you back.” He bites his lower lip before his eyes dart up to mine. “And you need to be aware that as someone who does not have the ability to travel, aka you, will have some issues with your body and mind once you arrive.”   He clicks his tongue, voice sounding like he was reading off a script. “Symptoms include confusion, dizziness, fainting, nausea, bruises, memory-loss, and sometimes if something goes really wrong, death.”   “That is fine. I can handle that.” I tell him, as long as I can get there I can handle it.   He hums clapping his hands together. “Okay, I’ll need to know an approximate location in order to travel.”   I swallow nervously, I didn’t know where to go on Earth just that I needed to go there. As close to where the human man from my vision lived would be essential but I didn’t know where he lived if I’m being honest.   “Tell him Seoul, South Korea. The Incheon Mall to be exact.” The girl murmurs in my head. I’m supposing she had been doing a little bit of spying in her spare time. Or maybe she was in contact with him too?   “Incheon Mall in Seoul, South Korea.” I smile towards him.   “Follow me.” He gestures for me to follow him into the back room. Once there we head into a side room that is completely dark. In any other situation I would be freaking out coming into a dark room with a stranger but because of the voice in my head I felt like I could trust Taeyang.   “Okay, take my hand.” I felt his fingers brush against my wrist. I couldn’t see him but I could feel him come to stand beside me.   My hand fits itself into his and I take a couple of deep breaths. I was more nervous for the after effects than actually getting there.   “Close your eyes. Don’t open them until I say so.” He states hand griping mine tighter, I screw my eyes shut as I feel what seems to be a light breeze against my skin. My stomach turns upside down. It doesn’t feel like I’m moving at all but at the same time it does. A matter of minutes passes by before I feel Taeyang’s hand slip out of mine.   “You can open them now.” My eyes slowly open, bright luminescent lights cause my eyes to become slightly irritated. Taeyang is no longer beside me and I feel super weak in the knees all of the sudden.   This place was a shopping mall, though there were very few people here. My eyes fixate on one figure though, he was staring straight at me a look of confusion and maybe what seems to be shock is written across his face. My vision begins to blur once I realize who he is. It’s him, the human male from my dream. The one I’m looking for.   He is way taller than I thought he’d be. I open my mouth to get his attention but I felt my legs buckle and my world goes black once again.   -   When I come to I’m no longer in the mall. My eyes open to see that the ceiling is much lower than that of the mall’s and that I’m in a bed. , the guy, I had found him but now-a sound startles me-causing me to sit up.   My eyes fly over to see the same guy from before sitting in a chair beside the bed. His eyes dart to my figure noticing I’m awake but he doesn’t say anything just glances over me. My eyes are for some reason drawn to him, he was breathtaking, and wore a grim look on his face. But there was something about him that felt off, something just didn't feel right.    I clear my throat. “Um, where am I?”   The man purses his lips momentarily before humming. “I brought you to my place.” His eyes dart down to the bedside table where a picture frame lied face down on top of it. “I noticed you were not human right away, so I figured it would be best to not take you to a hospital.”   I blink towards him out of shock, humans didn’t usually know of our existence, did they? Or at least couldn’t tell we weren’t human? “How did you know that I’m not human?”   He slightly laughs under his breath. “I think I would recognize someone of my own kind.”   My eyes widen out of shock, “You aren’t human?” This felt like it came out of left field because I did not expect him to not be human.   “I am not. I came to Earth from our planet roughly five and a half years ago. I’ve been stuck here since.” He shrugs nonchalantly.   “Why did you come here?” I ask him glancing around his room. He seemed to make himself at home regardless of being stuck here. Which I guess he’d have to if he couldn’t return.   The look in his eyes dulls a bit, I wonder if it was a sensitive subject for him. “I came with a friend who later became my girlfriend.”   My ears perk up at hearing the word girlfriend. Was that her? Was his girlfriend the one who would end the world after he dies? A sinking feeling forms in my stomach, what would I do once I found her? Would I have to imprison her like what was done to me? What would become of her?   “Ah, I see.” I slightly smirk towards him. “So, you’ve at least been able to be lovey-dovey with her while stuck here then.”   He shakes his head. “No, I haven’t been able to.”   I felt my forehead scrunch up as I stare at him confused. “Why is that?” Had she broken up with him?   He sighs. “She disappeared 3 years ago. She returned to our planet on her own.”   So it wasn’t her then? Or was it? Maybe this would be much harder than I thought.   I sigh, “So you’ve had a depressing last few years too, huh?”   His eyes raise to mine. “Too?”   I laugh softly. “I haven’t exactly been free to do what I want on our planet. My sister confined me to my room, I have been prisoner to her since I can remember.”   His eyes soften, probably feeling sympathy for me. “You have?”   I nod slowly, it was odd how easy it was to talk to him. But now knowing he was of our kind it felt that I could. That I could open up to him. Plus the voice in my head hadn’t said whether or not I could trust him or not? And still hasn’t commented about how he wasn’t human like I had originally thought.   Hello, are you there?   “Yeah, I think it’s over the throne, I am in line to be the next leader.” I mumble under my breath.   His eyes suddenly have a glint in them. “Did you say you have a sister?”   I sit up a bit straighter. “Yeah, she’s my twin.” I purse my lips. “I haven’t seen her in years though, the only person I was allowed to see every now and then is my best friend, Inseong. But I think he's just pretending to be my friend.”   The man’s jaw tightens up and I wondered if maybe he knew now who I was? If maybe he had a vendetta against my family?   “What’s your name?” I ask him picking at the comforter that lies over my lap.   His jaw loosens and he innocently glances at me. “Kim Rowoon.”   What a pretty name.   “I’m Lee Soobin, it’s nice to meet you.”   -   Rowoon was nice enough to let me stay at his place. Which definitely was a plus as it let me watch him closely. In the past few days I had seen him with no one, so I wasn’t sure if the girl was even close to him at this point in time. He tended to spend his time sat on his bed staring out at the cityscape.   I decided to sit across from him drawing his attention towards me. “Do you have an ability?”   His eyes drop to where my feet were almost touching his. “I don’t, do you?”   I shake my head no, “I don’t either.”   So, we had something in common. My hands focus on his and how they seem to nervously play with one another. When they stop their movements my eyes dart up to his face and I notice he’s staring at me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his hand reach up towards my face, his fingers brushing against my cheek to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear.   As his fingers graze my skin a tingling sensation erupts and Inseong’s voice echoes in my head as the tingling spreads across my cheek. “I can’t, ask Rowoon.” His voice was firm and full of venom. “Isn’t that why you ran away with him in the first place?”   My heart pounds against my rib cage causing me to in a breath. What was that? Was that something that was going to happen in the future? Was the little girl, was she back and showing me that scene?   Rowoon’s hand has returned to nervously playing with his other one and I can’t help but feel like I wanted to feel his hands on me again. I didn’t know what it was. My eyes raise over his body towards his face that was turned away staring at the cityscape again. His adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. A warm aching feeling tugs at my heart the longer I stare at him. What was this feeling?   For some reason, I don’t think I was supposed to hear Inseong’s words from earlier and I don’t think they were shown to me by the little girl either. I think my trip from Mars to Earth broke off my contact with her momentarily, I don’t know if I’ll get back into contact with her either. She may be on Mars and the connection between us may be cut because of the distance.   -   Two weeks pass by and everything stays the same as it was. Rowoon would go to work during the day to support himself and make it seem like he were in fact human but by night he was back to being just like our kind. I noticed little habits of our kind in him that he hadn’t lost over the years of being stuck here on earth. We didn’t need to eat as much as the Earth humans but we could if we wanted, we also tended to be very polite and talkative. That was Rowoon to a "T".   It was kind of cute how nice and talkative and bubbly he could get when watching the human television shows. It made me see the appeal in why him and his ex-girlfriend came here in the first place. Life seemed just a little less stressful here, though, maybe that was just me experiencing freedom for the first time in a long time. Or maybe it was due to the fact that there was this unnerving attraction I held for the tall boy. I couldn't explain it but it was definitely there, haunting me in the back of my brain and heart.   Tonight I finally work up the nerve to tell Rowoon he could sleep with me in his bed since he had been lending it to me since I arrived and it physically pained me to see his back lying against the concrete floor of his very small apartment. At first he seems reluctant, quickly denying my offer but when I threaten to sleep on the floor too, he sighs and gets up urging me to scoot over. He makes sure I’m all the way against the wall before getting into the bed with a huff. He leaves a huge space between us making sure we aren’t touching which causes me to snort. At my obvious teasing he turns away from me.   I blink towards Inseong confused, looking down noticing my dress was covered in a dark red. My eyes widen as I look over Inseong before noticing my parents lying on the ground covered in the same dark red.   I fall to my knees. “Inseong? What just happened?”   Inseong falls to his knees too, swallowing loudly. “Someone broke in and killed your parents, they are gone now though. We’re safe.”   My eyes fly open in the middle of night, sweat rolling down my forehead at the memory. It was of the night my parents died after a terrorist attack. If Inseong hadn’t of been there that day I probably would’ve been dead alongside them. I was lucky.   I swallow down the lump in my throat, it has been a long while since I had that nightmare or even thought of the event at all. The blood from both my parents was so dark and red and still engraved in my mind until this day. It was traumatizing. Something I wish I could erase from my memory.   My head turns to glance at Rowoon and he’s still peacefully asleep but is now lying on his back. My shoulder is almost touching his since he was still practically on the edge of the bed. I notice his chest is rising and falling slowly my eyes trailing up to his face.   I sit up to hover over him my hand raising to graze his cheek. It’s at that moment a flash of something crosses my vision, a girl of inhuman beauty with weird pointed ears was standing before me, what seems to be a car accident in the distance behind her. My hand falls away from his face out of shock, what was that?   I raise my hand to my face trying to see something in the pale moonlight that was coming in from the large window above Rowoon’s bed but I see nothing. My eyes flicker back down to his face then to my hand before I reach out for his cheek again. As soon as my finger brushes the skin of his cheek I no longer see him lying below me.   I’m standing over my parents just like I was in my nightmare.   “Soo-Soobin?” Inseong’s voice comes from behind me.   My eleven year old self turns to face him. Inseong’s small frame was trembling as he stared back at me. He approaches me his outstretched hand shuddering as he presses it onto the top of my head.   I’m torn from the memory by a hand grasping onto my wrist. Inseong’s fear filled eyes are replaced with Rowoon’s narrowed ones. Neither of us say anything as our eyes stay locked on one another’s.   For the first time I notice his perfectly sculpted lips and nose and for god’s sake that ing mole on his chin that seemed to be teasing every individual that was interested in males. That mole got to be that close to his lips while everyone else didn’t. It was almost mocking me. I couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh at my sudden Rowoon filled thoughts. I notice his eyes dart down to my own lips. Was he too thinking the things I was thinking about?   His grip on my wrist loosens and his hand moves to brush across the skin of my neck causing me to blush slightly. He guides me down towards his parted lips, his eyes forming into slits as they begin to close.   As soon as the skin of my lips grazes his a sense of deja vu overwhelms me. Our lips fully lock and I can’t help but want to feel more of this familiar feeling so my hand moves up to the side of face to make sure the moment lasts.   The only other time I have kissed someone was-I can’t remember how long ago-but it was with Inseong. There was a time in which the two of us were more than friends but also not in a relationship either, it was like this unspoken thing. I liked him a lot and at the time I truly think he liked me too.   But somewhere throughout the years we fell a part. We weren’t meant to be but that didn’t stop us from staying as friends.   As my lips pressed harder into Rowoon’s the feelings that flowed through my body didn’t feel like anything I had ever felt with Inseong before so there was a tad bit of confusion settling in the back of my mind. What was it that felt so familiar about this situation?   It was weird how natural this came to me or him for that matter but I guess when you’re attracted to someone it doesn’t matter. Things just flow smoothly.   I break away from him to swing my leg over his hip, I am barely able to do so because of the little space between him and the edge of the bed. I sit down on his lap staring down at him as his hands stay frozen in the air, him swallowing loudly at my movement, hands finally moving to rest on my bare thighs.   His eyes roam up the blue pair of pajamas he had bought for me to wear up until they rest on my face. His fingers lightly pressing into the skin of my thighs distracting me. Even this felt familiar to me. Or maybe it was just the burning sensation that crawled through my veins that wanted me to believe I had done all of this before?   My fingers raise to my shirt slowly ing each button, as I do I watch a glint form in Rowoon’s brown eyes as they watch my fingers do their work. When I’m done I slide the shirt off discarding it onto the floor leaving my chest exposed to him.   This didn’t feel embarrassing at all despite it being the first time I exposed myself this much to anyone. My fingers then move down to push Rowoon’s black sleep shirt up and he lets me do so revealing his skin slowly until he has enough of it and sits up a bit to rip it the rest of the way off. The moonlight reflects off his tan skin making him almost glow.   He doesn’t lie back down, instead sits up further until our chests are pressed together. His hands moving around my back to press me into him to the point I can feel his arousal for me.   I let out a soft gasp when his hand returns to the front of my body caressing my . His eyes still boring into mine.   My hands move to slide down his chest down to where his pajama pants covered him. I tug lightly at them and he blinks his eyes, the corner of his lips twitching into a smile seeming amused.   His hand smooths down my to my hip moving to lie me down on the bed so he could hover over me. I had done this before, I had to have.   “Why does it feel like w