The killer held a pale, lifeless body in his arms. He bent forward, his curved pointed nose almost touching the corpse’s face. Blood trailed down the victim’s head and fell in tiny droplets to the ground, so much like a hellish rain. Up above, the full moon hid behind a thin layer of gray clouds, as if shielding its face from the merciless spectacle happening below.

Suddenly the killer turned his head and faced Yoona. She saw the yellowish tint of his skin, the piercing glare of his beady eyes and something else…. It was blurry….

The killer dropped the cold, limp body on the ground. His feet made a crunching sound as they tread on fallen leaves. The killer progressed towards Yoona, his ruthless eyes never leaving her. He was getting closer - so closer that she could practically hear him breathe. 

“AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!”

“Yoong!” Aunt Hana came rushing into her niece’s bedroom once she heard the bloodcurdling scream. Yoona was sitting up in her bed, her hands clutching her blanket tightly. The girl was sweating profusely and her breath came in small, rapid gasps. “Are you alright? What happened?”

“I-I’m fine, auntie,” Yoona said in between breaths. “It’s just a dream. That’s all”

“A nightmare,” Aunt Hana corrected her. She sat down on the bed next to her niece and patted her back. “You sure you’re alright? Would you like me to get you some tea?”

Yoona shook her head and smiled gratefully. “No, thank you, auntie. I’ll be fine. We should go back to sleep now.”

“If you say so,” Aunt Hana replied, sounding hesitant. “But if ever you need anything, just knock on my bedroom door.” She stood up, gave her niece an assuring smile and left.

That night, Yoona had a hard time sleeping. Her thoughts kept drifting back to the blurred detail in her dream. There was something important about the crime scene she had witnessed that she couldn’t remember.

And that “something” could make all the difference in the world.

~~~~

It was late at night and Donghae couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t Officer Wu’s snoring or the fear of ghosts that was keeping him awake. It was the indescribable hurt he was feeling inside, a hurt that began when he heard those painful words from Mrs. Im. 

Husband to be.

Donghae sighed. He couldn’t believe it. Why didn’t Yoona tell him about it? Was she just playing with his feelings, making him believe that there was something going on between them, when in truth she was already going to be married to someone else? Was she that cold and cruel? 

No. Yoona couldn’t be that kind of girl. He recalled the times she had helped him, going out into the rain just to look for him, talking to his father so he wouldn’t get fired… No. It was definitely not Yoona. She was naturally nice and caring. He decided that it was his fault. He fell for her too quickly.

If only there’s a way I could get over her, Donghae thought. He was on the verge of tears when he remembered something Eunhyuk told him a while ago.

“High school, dude! There are a lot of hot girls in there!”

And Donghae knew just what to do.

~~~~

The next day, Yoona hopped out of bed excitedly. Even though her night had been plagued by nightmares, the thought of school made her heart beat quickly against her chest.