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ILLUSTRATE THE DREAM OR REALITY.

"look at me, why don't you draw me my love?"

"why should i?" you questioned at the guy who was appearing in front of you so suddenly while you were listening to music.

"you're an artist."

"how do you know; and who are you?"

"you will get to know me soon!" he gave you his boxy smile which you thought it was cute. you were wondering why is a stranger, approached you so suddenly while you were sitting on a bench, listening to music and enjoying the cool air, touching your skin. you began to close your eyes, trying to imagine yourself picking up the brush, dipping it onto some colours before colouring the canvas.

you opened your eyes, trying to look at his face, but he was gone, by the second. you were shocked because you were greeted by smoke, as soon as you opened your eyes. his body gradually turned into smoke before disappearing together with the wind. you sat up straight, your head turned left to right, trying to search for him.

you closed your eyes, trying to remember his features. next thing you know, you felt your body shaken vigorously. your eyes shot opened, as you heard your name being called by your best friend, haeri.

"what?" you snapped at your friend who was trying to wake you up from your little nap.

"you did it again! look at your canvas!"

you swifted your head from your friend to the canvas. your hands were still holding the brush. your eyes widened at the look of the canvas. you didn't know what had happened that, there was an unfinished drawing of a man.

"i don't know how, but your hand moves while you were having your short nap. it's like, there's someone or something possessed you, making your hand moved involuntarily, drawing the figure." haerin muttered. you pressed your lips together, trying to process the whole situation.

the weird thing is that, that is not the first time, your hand did the magic involuntarily. it always happens once you were napping in front of an empty canvas. you were brought out of trance, as you heard your name exhoing in your ear.

"can you try to finish the drawing? it looks like a beautiful drawing. you never tried to finish those pictures you draw all these while." haerin said, trying to encourage you to keep on drawing. "but why does the drawings shows the same guy?" she continued.

"i don't understand myself either. i've met him several time in my dream, but never in real life."

"any plans on submitting that piece to the professor? who knows she might enrolled you in the exhibition of young artist?" she suggested.

"i don't think so. i mean, it is not that great anyway!" you shrugged it off immediately, but deep inside your heart, you did want to join the exhibition.

"you two over there! care to share, what were you both discussing?" the arts professor, mrs kang asked sternly, making the whole class looking at the both of us.

"urm, i was wondering if, she's joining the exhibition of young artist or not?" haerin asked as the stood up, feigning ignorance, making you blushed due to embarrassment. you tried to pull her back to seat, but she shrugged off your grip.

"please, haerin. just sit down will you? i did not apply, how can i be in it?" you gritted your teeth.

"that is what i wanted to share with the class today. i have a few names, submitted their entries, but i've chosen one." professor kang announced. The whole class looked at the professor, anticipating the announcement.

as soon as she retrieved the paper in her file, she looked through the paper before announcing. before you can register her words, haerin pulled you into her hug. most of your classmates, congratulate you. you were staring into space, disbelieved of the announcement.

"wait, when did i sent my entry? as far as i can remember i did not send in anything."

"yes, you did not, but your friend, haerin did, on your behalf. she's a great friend, why would we waste such a talent." the professor looked at you, smiling.

"i can't believe it! my friend is going to exhibit her artworks!" haerin squealed.

****

weeks had passed, it's the day of the exhibition. you took one last glanced through the arts, making sure it is perfectly place. you called it V collection. all of your arts displayed were of from the same specimen, the same guy in your dream. the difference is that, the background of the arts are different, depending on your dream.

one was siting under the tree, another was sitting on the bench. there are also a drawing of him, singing, or playing the saxophone. other than that, the drawing of him, holding a camera, and another of his drawing is while he was playing with a puppy.

visitors were getting more as the time goes by. before you know it, the gallery was full with people admiring the arts displayed. you took a drink from a waitress passing by, and also bite sized food, to keep your stomach from growling. the judges came by for a while, judging your artworks, as you stood nearby, nervous of the outcome. as the judges are done with their verdicts, they went on to the next exhibitors.

visitors from all over the country, dropped by once in while, asking you the story behind the drawings. of course, being an artist, you told them your inspiration behind the pictures. the visitors nodded as you thanked them for showing up in the exhibitions.

you looked around, as the nervous feeling died down, since the judges were done. you did nothing but to enjoyed the drinks and food served.

"fancy seeing myself in the arts sketched by you."

the voice.

the familliar deep voice.

the boxy smile.

"wow, y-you are real." you stuttered.

"i was amazed by your arts. the man looks like me. even the puppy looks like my yeontan!"

"you appeared in my dream, i never met you before." you told him honestly.

"we've met before."

you were surprised by his reply.

"remember me? kim taehyung, your childhood friend. we were next door neighbour from when we were babies till we were five years old!"

"huh? we were?"

"i moved not longer we've celebrated my fifth birthday." he told you. you tilted your head, staring at him, with your squinted eyes, trying to remember. you covered your mouth with your hands, as you realised something.

"oh my, taetae?" he nodded, giving you his famous boxy grin.

"i miss you, tae!" he enveloped you in his embrace.

"i miss you too my star!"

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