four

                                    

                                          
This is not a dream; main reason, I wasn't waking up yet. I don't know how many hour has it been since I woke up beside him and time has sure been so long.

                          
I tried slapping and pinching myself like tons of times but I'm still where I'm at. 

                          
But if it's truly a dream, it surely is the most beautiful dream that I dreamt of, like how can it be not when I just kissed him? 

                          
I don't know why am I trying so hard earlier to wake up when the very own Jeon Wonwoo is here?

                          
"Why aren't you still eating?", He asked while munching on his breakfast across me. Fortunately, I could bring myself downstairs and sit across him. 

                          
"U—Uh—Y—Yes.", I grabbed my spoon and stuffed a hella lot of rice in my mouth. I got so self-conscious around him that I didn't know what I was doing. This so embarrassing.

                          
"No one's gonna take away your food, eat slowly.", He chuckled and placed one egg roll on my bowl of rice, and that certainly caused me to halt. Everything that's happening to me right now is all a first and I still couldn't get used to it.

                          
Like how caring he is, it's so far away from the person that I expected him to be. Atleast that's what I have believed. He's known to have a cold image, expressionless and doesn't talk that much, but the Wonwoo that I'm with right now is warm, always putting out a smile whenever he sees me and not to mention he talks alot.

                          
I really want to ask him if he also thinks this is a dream or if this is real, if he's just a paid actor and later on unfamiliar people will come out from somewhere here and shout that it's all just a prank because I disappointed my country in my past life.

                          
But I can't bring myself to even talk to him. I've known him for years and it wasn't awkward watching him in the middle of the night and even when I'm at the bathroom. This just feels so surreal.

                          
"Are you sick?", He touched my forehead with the back of his palm. The skin ship! I really just can't get used to it!

                          
His brows furrowed. "But you're not hot. Perhaps, is something wrong? Why are you suddenly so quiet?", I immediately shook my head.

                          
"N—No, I'm a—alright.", He frowned.

                          
"I'm not used to your quiet side.", He said. So what exactly was I before I came here? In this parallel world?

                          
"W—Why? Am I u—usually noisy?", I looked at him expectant. In order for me to just know something, even just a small thing. I must ask him. I don't know a single thing about this universe and how I even got here.

                          
"Did you get into an amnesia? Why are you asking me that?"

                          
"No!", I immediately shook my head. "I—uh—I just wanna ask. I—I—If how much do y—you actually know m. Yes, that's right! You should know right?", I forged a grin..

                          
Phew~ now that was a good excuse. 
                          
Or was it?
                          
Maybe.

                          
"Okay.", He smirked, but in the best way possible. "You're very loud. First thing in the morning, you talk a lot even when I'm still sleeping so I have no choice but to wake up.",The smile I had just now slowly disappeared. But his right though, even at the world where I came from, my parents would complain that I'm very noisy too and when I'm with my friend, I do realize that I would talk non-stop.

                          
"When we're together anywhere, you talk a lot, also when we watch a movie that you've already watched, you would always end up spoiling it.", I looked down on my food. The Y/N in this world and me are the same, we're both dumb."But that's what makes you, you and I find it cute.", I slowly looked back up to him and he had a genuine smile plastered on his face.

                          
His smile was unfamiliar but at same time, unknowingly, it was.