I apologize for my stanzas, if there's too much spaces. I wrote this with my phone, edited and posted it with my laptop.. So I don't know if the alignments are messed up. It seems okay when I read it with my phone, though. Enjoy ♥

Daesung's PoV

I sat down beside her bed with Minki on my lap. I was petting him and he took the chance to sleep as I stared at the bare white wall, wondering what am I going to do if she stayed like this.

My thoughts were disturbed and I felt a movement on the bed. My eyes quickly snapped to the statue-like form on the bed.

"Hyuna?"

Her eyes fluttered open and a tiny voice came out from her chapped lips.

"Water."

I put Minki on the floor as I hurried to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
I helped her to sit and placed the glass on her lips. She drank greedily.

"Better?" She nodded and sighed.

That's when she take a good look at me.

"Daesung?"

I smiled. "Yes."

She straightened her body.
"What are you doing here?"

"I found you unconscious."

She brought her palm to her forehead.
"My phone. Where is my phone?" She began to look around.

My brows furrowed as I frowned. I only brought her bag with her. But I didn't recall seeing her phone.

"I didn't see your phone with you."

Her eyebrows met, and her doe eyes stared at me in disbelief.

"Really?"

I nodded stiffly. Perhaps I left it in the garden? But I was really sure I didn't see her phone with her.

"Maybe you put it inside your bag." I stood up, took her bag and handed it to her.

"Didn't you check?" she asked as she dug her hand into the black bag. I shook my head.

"It's not here, eottokhae?" she searched frantically, taking out every last item she kept in that bag.

Her hands were shaking.

"Why, is it important? We can get you a new one." I said softly.

"No, you don't understand. That phone.. I have to.." and she started to cry.

I reached out and touched her arm. "Hey, I'm sure you left it somewhere. I'll help you find it, okay?"

She turned to look at me. Our eyes met and I sucked a sharp breath as she leaned closer.
My traitorous heart beats even faster and I could only hope she didn't hear it thudding in my chest. I held my hands in fists as I strained myself from reaching out for her.

She brought her hand to touch my cheek. Her trembling fingers felt warm against my skin.

"Are you.. real?" She whispered. Her voice was barely there.

I nodded, and her hand dropped. The place she touched suddenly felt cold and I felt myself longing for her warm touch.

She stared down at her fingers, playing with the blankets that was covering her legs.

"I-i saw you.. In front of the white building. W-with your friends. There was commotions.." she looked up at me. "Was it real?"

She looked vulnerable, and it kills me to see her like this.

I gulped and nodded.

"No." She drew a shaky laugh. "It can't be. I-i lost my phone there. And if its real, I can't be breathing right now."

"Why?" I asked, suddenly feeling aware.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
Her beautiful brown eyes were brimming with new tears as they found mine.

"Because I died."

"What?" She died?

She let out a dry laugh. "But it's impossible, right? I am still alive now. Or maybe it was just one of those dreams."

"Dreams?" I asked incredulously. What dreams? Yuna never had any kind of weird dreams before.

She nodded. "Yes dreams. I often dreamt about this tall Gothic building, surrounded by deep forest, and I was wearing a white dress. I would run to the forest, and when I arrived at the clearing, I will die. Then there's this one time, I decided to enter the building, and I saw a lot of people in it. Like there's some kind of wedding going on. I walked up to the altar and the priest started the mass. It was my wedding, and standing on my side was my groom."

Her eyes met mine. "But I ran away, and into the forest. And when I reached the clearing, I died, again."

I held my tongue. She dreamt about her wedding? Wait- was it possible? No, she never remembered. Never. But those dreams must mean something. They have to.

She turned away. "You should leave."

"No, why would I?"

"You'll think I'm sick or crazy now."

"I don't." I grabbed her shoulders and she trailed her sad eyes back to me. "But I'm about to say something really crazy."

Her hazel eyes searched my blue ones. I smiled.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?"

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a/n

Glossary:

Eottokhae - someone help me with this. In my understanding, this word means 'what should I/we do?' But my Korean isn't good, so I may be wrong.

Help!

(updated 08.19.2015)