Inside a dimly lit room, a young man is sleeping comfortably on his bed, his back is facing upwards.
A stand fan steadily blew air towards him. His arms were clasped together above his head, and he wore no upper clothing. The bedsheet's covered his lower hips.
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As he slept, he began to murmur.
Suddenly, his surroundings shifted, and he found himself standing on a beach, watching an astonishing sunset. The warm sand felt gentle between his toes.
Beside him stood a girl with long, jet-black hair that danced in the ocean breeze. She wore a school uniform and stood barefoot, her feet touching the warm waves. Her gaze was fixed on the mesmerizing beauty of sunset.
The young man felt a deep sense of warmth, joy, and fulfillment in her presence. It was as if he had known her before, evoking a sense of nostalgia.
'Who is this beautiful young lady?' he thought to himself.
Feeling unaware of the sudden situation where he is.
Is it A Dream or A Reality.
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The girl speaks.
"It's really beautiful, isn't it?" .
"Yes, it is," he replied.
'...Wait...Did I replied?' he said to himself in a questioning tone.
The girl's eyes sparkled with tears as she spoke gently, "I really want to see this again tomorrow and every day."
'What's this feelings' inwardly thoughts then he touched his chest.
The young man's eyes welled up with tears as well, and he lowered his head, frozen in silence.
The girl looked up at him, her face partially obscured by the sun's dazzle.
"I want to spend more time with you," she said.
As the moment she said that, he looked at her. Although, he can only see the falling tears on her eyes. He can barely capture her face however the feelings she had is weighing on him.
He can feel how sad she is.
Just then, a loud noise pierced the air – "Vrooooom... Peeeeeep... Vrooooom" – jolting the young man awake.
'Eh?'
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He suddenly wakes up and had himself in a sitting position, the bedsheets still covering his lower body. His reaction and waking moment seemed to occur simultaneously.
Wondered how he had ended up in a sitting position, given that he had been sleeping on his back?. The obvious explanation was that he had moved during sleep, as one often does without realizing it.
As he touched his eyes, he noticed the remnants of tears.
"Who was that?" puzzled and trying to remember her voice and even a glimpse of her face, however he can't. The dream is slowly fading in his memory.
This was not the first time he had had this dream – in fact, it had recurred about seven times, with a gap of around two weeks between each occurrence.
As he sat there, trying to recall the details of his dream, he felt a strange sense of longing.
It was as if he had lost forget something precious, something that... he couldn't quite put his finger on.
He looked around in his room, hoping to find some clue, some reminder of the girl in his dream. But there was nothing. It's just the usual familiar sights and sounds of his room.
He threw off the covers and got out of bed, it's dawn.
Padding softly to the window. He pushed aside the curtains and gazed out at the sky, full of mesmerizing twinkle of the stars. The bright full moon, casting a splendid light on the world.
As he stood there, lost in thought, he couldn't shake off the feeling that the girl in his dream was trying to tell him something.
But what?...
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