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That day, the boy appeared in my dream.
It seemed like we were playing together when we were young.
I had quite a bit of fun.
It seemed like they knew each other well.
Then suddenly, Beomgyu ran out onto the road, and I had to witness a terrible scene, even though it was a dream.
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And so it became morning again.
I went back out towards the valley.
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Just like yesterday, Beomgyu arrived first and sat down.
I sat next to him too.
Suddenly, I remembered my dream. That horrible scene...
Thinking about it like that, the child next to me felt like he had become something precious, even though we'd only known each other for two days.
“……What are you thinking about..?”
Beomgyu... spoke to me.
I guess it was strange that I was just blankly staring.
“Uh… no…”
I answered roughly.
If I talked to this child any more, I felt like I would burst into tears.
I wasn't originally the type of person to cry over something like a dream...
I was about to leave in a hurry.
Tup.
Beomgyu grabbed my wrist.
“…….Where…?”
I didn't answer. Tears were already welling up in my eyes, and I felt like I was going to burst into tears at any moment. I tried to shake his hand off, but it didn't work.
“Where are you going…?”
“…..Why can’t I go..?”
I spoke coldly, deliberately. Still, Beomgyu continued to hold my wrist and wouldn't let go.
I finally sat down and cried. This shouldn't be happening...
Beomgyu patted my back.
And then he said.
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“Were you really scared..?”
I raised my head in surprise and looked at Beomgyu's face.
Beomgyu showed a lonely smile as if nothing had happened.
Then he naturally wiped my tears away.
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