Lee Si-hyun, who looks a little younger, was smiling.
Itâs a face that exuded happiness.
All he could remember was his crying face, but seeing him smiling so brightly, he thought it was a relief. If he cried again, he thought he would throw him away this time.
Thatâs what he thought.
Lee Ha-jin suddenly realized. That he was dreaming. He didnât sleep much in the first place. Rather, most of Lee Ha-jinâs sleep time was short enough to be said to be suffering from insomnia with weak symptoms.
Maybe thatâs why. He felt strange at this moment when he was dreaming. He turned his gaze to Lee Si-hyun while clicking his tongue, saying,
âWhy do I feel like I have more time to dream than in reality?â
In the screen that plays slowly, Lee Si-hyun, a little younger, was with someone.
Perhaps it was because of someone else, the face that looked to the side and gently curled up lips was dazzling. Lee Ha-jin, who doesnât know about love, thought that it was a face thatâs in love.
A sweet yet blind gaze and expression. A unique light that appeared on his face even if he tries to hide it. A face that he did not have, but often saw.
Lee Si-hyun with such a face.
âI might debut soon.â
A white hand gently grabs the collar of someone next to him and opens his mouth innocently.
âWill you cheer for me?â
It was a little late, but this time the answer came.
âYeahâ a short reply.
Even that sounded like a mixture of machine sounds, so Lee Ha-jin tilted a little more and tried to see someone next to Lee Si-hyun. However, he had no choice but to frown reflexively at the appearance of the person next to him. A face that doesnât look like itâs all hacked out.
Someone with a missing face, as if it had been carefully drawn with a cutter knife, was next to Lee Si-hyun.
It felt like the genre had shifted from romance to horror, but Ha-jin didnât open his mouth. He wondered what it was like to be in a dream, and wondered if he was a person he didnât want to show. The bystanders closed their eyes slowly and reappeared.
Lee Si-hyun looked just happy. Like that, the time between the two was passing. The time was as close as a movie.
The two of them kissed each other. Lee Si-hyun smiled a little while blushing and holding each otherâs genitals with a lot of redness around his eyes. Even when the behind was assaulted with a rather inconsiderate touch, he cried, saying,
âIt hurts, it hurts,â
but eventually hugged the opponentâs neck as if he were lovely.
âEverythingâs okay because itâs you.â
He didnât say anything, but it was a dedicated day that permeated his eyes. Lee Si-hyun was in love. However, Lee Ha-jin, who was staring at him with an expressionless face, could quickly notice it.
This is only Lee Si-hyunâs one-way street.
He couldnât see the face of the person, who pretended to be friendly and abominably swept Lee Si-hyunâs cheek, but he could see it, and the emotions that resemble the bottom permeated in between. The shady smell unique to the twisted people was vibrating to this point, but the person cleverly acted as if he really loved Lee Si-hyun.
âI love you.â
The other personâs words mixed with the squeaking machine sound echoed in a bizarre and dark way.
However, Lee Si-hyun smiled brightly as if he knew nothing. Like happiness is there, as if eternity is there.
ââŚâŚâŚHyun âHyung!â
The hand that touches his cheek was careful. At the same time, He tried to open his eyes because the voice was ringing in his ears, but he had no choice but to close it again because of the dazzling sunlight.
When he tilted his head to the side and rubbed his sore eyes on the pillow, slightly opened his eyes feeling a little better. When he saw familiar faces with a blurred view, he realized that he had just woken up from his dream.