To BTS, Yuna, Umma and Kookie’s fans whom I love dearly.

The last thing I remembered is that I was feeling cold and I only see darkness around me as though I was blind – and I’m pretty sure my eyes were opened back then. I remembered looking at my watch as the time passed hours but felt like seconds that suddenly a tiny sparkle from afar swarmed over me, brightening the infinite darkness that surrounds me and after a while, I saw a woman standing before me. She has a short-length, dark-colored hair and bangs covering her forehead. She has dark brown for the color of her eyes and I reminisced it quite clearly that she was wearing a white dress.

“Hyemi,” I remembered I called her that. It was at the tip of my tongue. The woman, Hyemi, called for my name, “Jungkook,” and formed a smile. I don’t understand why I was feeling so much hurt when seeing her smile. It was beautiful so why did it hurt?

“Live and create smiles,” she said. “And learn something while you’re at it.”

I tightened my fist and flower petals began to fly, joining the sudden breeze that I do not know where it came from. The sky that was once just dark black had became a clear blue sky with white, puff clouds floating.

“Live, Jungkook!”

Hyemi disappeared into petals that also joined the wind, flying away towards the bright sky, leaving me. It hurt so much. I do not know why. I also wonder how I suddenly came to a station. It was no ordinary station though for there was only a waiting area with benches to sit onto and a long railway – there was no one there except for me. Curious, I looked at the railway from the left to the right and doubted it will bring me to somewhere else. I walked on the railway and had this feeling to go to the right rather than the left – so I followed that feeling. Walking and walking and walking and I think I never did stop walking.

I do not remember anything at the end of that journey – or maybe there was no ending.

The sounds of running and shushing had Giyoung beamed, reminding of her childhood. It was the sounds of children playing. As a daycare teacher and a big sister of one of her students, Amy, she eyed the children carefully during their playtime so that none minor plights happen. The children were playing a simple game of Hide-and-Seek and it was Hide’s turn to find the others. Amy ran alone into the shrubs, near the trees, not far from the daycare and changed places to hide. She forced herself not to giggle in excitement when Hide was passing by the shrub she was hiding behind of. Hide called for the children’s names and of course, even children know when to not idiotly reply the finder’s calling in this thrilling game.

Amy ran away to find another place to hide. She went on deeper into the many trees while turning around to make sure that Hide wasn’t there. BUMP! She fell onto the ground after accidentally tripped on something.

“Ow!” she exclaimed and rubbed her nose as she got up. She looked at what she tripped onto. It was a man; young and handsome and was sleeping (but Amy first thought that the man was dea