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Everything's too bright, too blinding.

I shielded my eyes with my forearm, closed then reopened them. My vision started to get clear. I was in the middle of a green meadow field. What am I doing here?

I sat up and took a good look around. I noticed a white mansion house situated from far away. I then wandered my eyes again and as I turned my head to my left side, there was a little boy, probably around nine or ten years old, sitting in a slight distance away and was staring at me intently. I returned the same and noticed how familiar he looked like. It felt like I've seen him before…

"Who are you?" he asked. And before I could even utter a word to respond, he continued to ask, "What are you doing here inside our private property?"

"I… I don't know." I said.

He glared at me this time, "What do you mean you don't know? Are you kidding me?"

I shook my head, "I don't know, really."

He scoffed. Then, he asked another, "Are you real?"

"Huh?" I responded in confusion.

All of a sudden, he threw rocks at me. I quickly tried to shield myself from them with my arms. Yet, it was something unexpected. The rocks just passed through me.

"That's what I'm talking about." he said, still continued on glaring at me. "I've been trying to wake you up by throwing rocks at you... See that?" He pointed at the large rock at the right side of me. "I made that fall onto your head."

"What the--- are you trying to get me killed?!"

"How can I if you're not real…?"

So I'm not… real?

"Yuri!" a woman shouted from afar. She was heading for our direction.

I stood and walked to meet her halfway. "Excuse me, do we know each other? And, can I also ask where and why am I here?" I asked. However, she didn't respond and she just passed through my body.

So, she couldn't see or even hear me? What more is, she just passed through my body!

"Yuri!" she shouted again as she stopped in front of the kid. "How many times should I tell you not to play with rocks?"

He then stood and grinned widely at her. "I'm sorry, umma. I was just positioning the boulders. You see…" he then picked up a sketch pad and showed it to her. "…I was sketching the place."

Pfft. Sketching the place? You were trying to kill me, you evil kid.

Wait.

His name's Yuri too?

"Come. You better get ready and fix yourself up. We're going home now." the woman said.

"But, umma, I'm not yet done with my sketch."

"Just take a one last look at the place and remember the details, dear. What's your photographic memory is for if you don't use it?"

"Hmm. You have a point there. Wait." He wandered his eyes around. "Okay, done."

They both started to walk towards the mansion house. I followed behind. "Why are you sketching the place, anyway?" she asked him.

"One of my classmates accused me that I couldn't draw. So, I want to prove to him that I can and I can do anything because I am a genius, after all."

She chuckled then patted his head. "That's my boy."

Pfft. This kid's a little full of himself, isn't he?

"Boa, Yuri, we're gonna be late." a man shouted from the backdoor entrance of the mansion house.

"Relax, Yunho. You're gonna make it to your meeting in time." she said as she approached him with a hug. "Besides, we still have to stop by somewhere else first, right? We can just double our time there."

Boa... Yunho... and that little kid's bearing the same name as me...

What the hell is this?!

He then sighed, "You do know enough that your brother's a little bit off on his temper, you know. He's gonna rant on me again if I'll be late."

"Relax, will ya. Just don't mind Siwon-oppa. I can handle him." She then pecked his cheek.

He looked at her quizzically, "Now, why are you being extra sweet on me this time?"

She giggled. "What are you talking about? I'm always sweet to you."

He broke away then redirected to the kid, "Yul, fix yourself up. We still have to drop you off to your Uncle's place."

"Okay, appa." the kid responded then headed inside and for the stairs. I quickly followed him.

"Kid, wait!" I said. Yet, he didn't respond. We made it to his room and still, he was acting as if he couldn't see me at all. "Hey." I went near and in front of him, tried to look at him straight in the eyes but still no luck. So I guess that's it. He really couldn't see me now too.

Afterwards, the family was ready to leave the place. An old woman, probably the caretaker of the place, was also there to bid them goodbye. "We'll be heading now, Miss Nana." the man said.

"Have a safe trip, Sir Yunho, Miss Boa…" She then leaned to the kid's level. "And you too, dear."

The kid then quickly hugged her, "I'm gonna miss you, halmunee."

I went closer to them. It was then that I had notice the old woman's face. She… she totally looked like my grandmother.

They both broke away from their hug. Ms. Nana then snapped, "You don't have to worry about everything here. The mansion will be taken good care of."

"And take care of yourself too, Miss Nana. See you next time." Ms. Boa said.

The family then entered the car. For some reason, my body just subconsciously followed. I sat at the backseat beside the little kid.

Mr. Yunho started the engine and drove off. Few moments later, he snapped, "Aha!"

Ms. Boa looked at him, "What?"

"Now, I get it. That's why you're unusually sweet to me today is because we're gonna see your favorite oppa, huh?"

She chuckled nervously, "What are you talking about?" She looked away.

"We're heading for Vincent-hyung's place. It's been a while since you last saw him, right? No wonder…"

"Shut up, Yunho. Don't I have the right to be sweet on you? I am your wife, okay."

He chuckled, "Alright, alright. You win."

The kid then butted in, "Why are we going to Vincent's place, anyway? You can just leave me at home, you know."

"Yuri, he's your uncle so call him uncle." Ms. Boa stated.

"Pfft. He's not even related to us, why would I?"

"Yuri, I don't like that kind of attitude. Even if he's not related to us, you should pay him respect. Besides, he is your godfather." Mr. Yunho said.

"Yes, appa." the little kid said and pouted. Then, he reiterated, "So, why are we going to UNCLE Vincent's place?"

She then responded, "We want you to meet his daughter. You're being aloof to your classmates and you don't even have friends outside school. Maybe, you can get along with little Sooyeon well."

"I don't need friends, umma. I can survive without friends. Besides, I have my reason I don't wanna be friends with my classmates. Their level of intelligence is not the same with mine."

Mr. Yunho sighed, "See, Boa? Totally, he got that from you. I was never like that when I was young. Even if I had a very boastful younger brother back then, I was never influenced by his behavior."

She then looked at him in disagreement, "Oh, really, huh? You were totally so full of yourself. You were just subtle. And, have you forgotten you were so over-competitive with your brother?

He chuckled, "I was subtle, you weren't. Also, too much competitiveness doesn't equate with ov