Daydreams
B. SEOUL - 17

Kim Hana's!

I was jerking in my sleep. My consciousness ambushed my brain, making me open my eyes unprepared.

"Kim Hana," cried someone while shaking my body.

To my surprise, I saw Jun sitting next to me, sitting on the bed with an anxious look on his face.

"You're here?" I closed my eyes and opened them. Making sure that what I saw was not a dream.

That Jun who was in Seoul was not just a hallucination, as a result of sleeping pills I swallowed did not fit the level.

I changed my position that was lying down to sit down. Although it has been realized, but the effects of sleeping pills that I eat it still works well.

"You're out of your mind? What'sthis?" tanya Jun now showed me a bottle filled with sleeping pills.

"I just need to rest," retorted trying to act normal.

"Hana ... Be honest with me, what do you mean wear this?" june still couldn't believe it.

My forehead winches. What exactly does Jun mean? Am I going to abuse that thing?

"Calm down Jun, I don't intend to end my life here. At your apartment alone," I said and commented with a smile.

Jun did not react. He even looked at me sharply. "That's not funny Hana. Besides I know Yuna and Yujin are not coming with you."

I was surprised to hear that Jun was able to figure it out so quickly. "I just don't want to feel too watched."

"Hana, did you meet Hansung?"

I'm shaking. "Of course not. Why did I meet him."

My phone's beeping. The ringtone on the phone I just used to call Mino. As I was about to move on to pick it up from my little sling bag, Jun spontaneously got up.

My eyes widened as soon as Jun pulled out the phone. But his eyebrows raised turned to look at me.

"Unknown number?"

I'm breathing a little relieved. At least I didn't keep Mino's name, because it's the only number I've ever called. My phone is in the other bag anyway.

"Maybe it's just a misalignment" I said in a casual tone.

Jun nodded his head then handed the phone and bag to me. I immediately set the silent mode and put it back in the bag.

"We're going back to New York today" Jun said to my surprise.

"What?"

"Didn't you come to your mother's memorial?"

"Right, but I think it's a hurry to get home today. If you have an urgent job, you can go home first" I said in a clear tone.

Jun sighed. "All right, we'll be home tomorrow. You take a shower, I think we need to take a walk for a while," he said, then fell thinly.

I nodded slowly. A second later I realized that Jun was indirectly asking me out on a date?

"I'll be back in an hour. Want to go to the cafeteria to buy the americano," said Jun then out of the apartment.

When I'm going to rush to the bathroom. My phone went off again, this time the phone that Jun gave me.

"Eonnie's mom?" I realized that Nami called me.

"You're still in Korea?"

"Yes and ... Jun is here too."

"I knew. Tomorrow I'll go to Korea too."

"What are your plans for bringing Olen to Korea?" manya curious.

"You'll know when you get back to New York. When are you going home?"

"Jun says tomorrow."

"All right, see you."

I took a deep breath in realizing that Nami brought Olen Korea not just for a walk or a vacation.

The warmth of the water touching the surface of the skin makes my eyes really sticky now. At first glance I remembered Nami's remark about Kim Yunsung that made Olen's father commit suicide.

If Kim Yunsung can do this to the person Nami loves then it is not impossible that he can also do it to others. Was Kim Yunsung involved in Hansung's disappearance all along?

The thought indirectly filled my head until I dried my hair wearing a hairdryer. Suddenly Jun appeared from behind me.

"You look beautiful in the clothes you wear," praised Jun paying attention to the suit which is dominated by white.

I just smiled back at him. But when I was about to grab the comb from his hand, Jun stopped me instead and started combing my long unravelled hair.

I held my breath by sitting tight in front of the mirror. We both looked at each other through the mirror.

After Jun stopped, I thought he was going to take me away. But no, he just stared at me.

"What's wrong?" I still see it through the mirror.

Jun smiled. He then lowered his head and put his hair forward, so that my right neck was clearly exposed.

I put my eyes on it as soon as Jun started to bend a little and his head lowered. He gently kissed my neck. It gives me goosebumps when I feel his lips coming into contact with the skin of my neck.

"I love the smell of your vanilla perfume" he said, returning to his original position.

"Let's enjoy today."

Jun extended his hand. I who was still surprised by what he did just received a helping hand without saying anything.

The first place Jun took me to was a musical theater. I can see this show is so classy, especially one of the players is a famous singer in South Korea.

Is it possible because Kim Hana was from the drama department of Julliar School that Jun brought me here?

I actually didn't mind when he asked me if I agreed or not. All this time I did not have time to go to events like this even to watch movies I rarely did.

As I thought, musical theater is interesting. Has a storyline like a drama that is then interspersed by the singing action of the players.

After two hours, Jun then invited me to dinner. But my eyes were round as soon as I was in front of the restaurant I was about to occupy.

My feet stopped stepping making Jun turn around and look at me in wonder. "What's up Hana?"

"No, are you sure we'll eat here?"

Jun's eyebrows shot up. "Didn't you like French food?"

I'm speechless. The memory of how I fell asleep and saw my body filled by Hana's soul begin to be imprinted on my head. The moment when Akira or Hansung and Mino pay a visit to the apartment.

Akira then invited my raga to lunch together at the restaurant where Hana's body was currently standing in front of him.

I became restless to realize that Kim Hana was beginning to notice something strange about the news that she knew she was returning to Korea, when she was in a coma wearing my body.

Akira clearly knew it was also impossible, because the man was actually watching my coma body. He even lied that he left my sinking body, because he was contacted by his family affected by the disaster. But in reality he just did not want to be discovered as Hansung.

"Hana," said Jun then approached. He took my hand, I had too many thoughts to find any other reason not to eat at the French restaurant I now owned.

Jun took the table beside the window. I turned to look at the table where my raga, Akira and Jini ate together.

My vision was lost when Jun woke me up this afternoon. There was really nothing special after lunch that they did yesterday. Ragaku parted ways with Akira and went home with Jini who decided to stay at my apartment.

"Good night, here's the menu list" said the waiter who came to give two menu lists.

"Miss is coming again?"

The servant's speech made me look at the menu list I knew and then turned to look at the waiter I knew was the same waitress who served my body with Akira and Jini.

"Have you been here yesterday?" june asked with a frowning forehead in Korean.

The servant turned to look at Jun with a smile. "I can remember this lady well. Last afternoon he came with a man and then a woman."

Jun looked at me seriously. But he didn't speak anything.

"No, you see for yourself not that I fell asleep in the apartment" I said.

"But Miss's face was really the one that came by this afternoon, wait a minute," said the waiter and left and soon returned with a picture.

Aye! Kim Hana, Akira and Jini were photographed using a polaroid camera after paying at the cashier, because behind the cashier there was a place to store photos of customers who had visited. Shit, you forgot about that.

Jun grabbed the photo and looked at me. "It's just like you and ... Hansung?"

I'm biting my lower lip. If it was just my body in the photo then it was easy for me to explain that the woman was Lee Umji whom he had met at the publishing company. But Hansung himself?

"Jun, believe me it's not me."

"I've met a woman named Lee Umji, you guys have a very similar face. But this is definitely Hansung isn't it?" june showed me the photo.

I'm speechless. Not not not knowing, but confused to explain how.

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