02 | Ominous Dream
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A familiar scene, a familiar person. But there was one thing that felt strange. The familiar person's attitude. The familiar person standing before me was none other than my boyfriend, Namjoon. However, he was displaying an alien demeanor. Swearing that he had never once let out was pouring out of his mouth. I spoke to him, dumbfounded by his attitude.
“What’s wrong all of a sudden… huh?”
Even though I begged him, his attitude did not change. Without knowing the reason, I was enduring all of his anger. He was resorting to violence as well as swearing. The man who usually showed me a smile with visible dimples suddenly transformed into a violent figure. All sorts of profanities poured from his mouth as if he were venting his pent-up rage, and he even hit me and threw objects, seemingly unable to control his temper.
But then I realized something. No matter how much the strong Namjoon hit me, it didn't hurt. This was a dream. All the memories flashed through my mind at that moment—I was hit by a large truck in a hit-and-run and collapsed on the spot. But what is this dream? Am I dead?
Just then, my eyes opened, and a white background covered my vision. It felt stiff, as if I hadn't woken up in a long time, and the sudden light made my eyes ache. The pain I felt the moment I opened my eyes, my whole body aching, but I couldn't speak. My mouth was completely dry. As I writhed in agony with only my eyes open, a familiar voice was heard.
“Seyeon!!”
That voice I heard in my dream, the voice that hurled insults at me. But now, it was calling my name desperately. I decided to forget what happened in the dream. Since my boyfriend in real life doesn't treat me like that, I decided to dismiss it as a strange dream. Though I shouldn't have.
“You’ve been lying down for a month… Are you okay?”
“…”
“I’ll go get a doctor, just wait a moment!”
Namjoon said that I took care of myself with the utmost devotion. As expected, that dream was nothing more than a dream. I was told that I had surgery for broken ribs, legs, and arms, as well as fingers and cheekbones, and that I had been in a coma for about a month. Although it is true that I should have died from being hit by a large truck, I was told that it was a blessing in disguise, as my injuries were less severe than expected considering I had been left unattended for several tens of minutes.
I woke up after a month with very stiff muscles, and I grew closer to Namjoon while undergoing rehabilitation. Namjoon stayed by my side until I could return to my normal life. Though I didn't know that would cause even greater repercussions.