"Jo-Pil, what are you doing there?" A dreamy voice asked... Somewhat like it was in the distant.
Drowsiness... Ah, I felt so drowsy but it also felt like it was time for me to open my eyes.
There was a ray of sunshine. So bright.
I opened my eyes and what I saw was the familiar classroom and curtains softly swirling to the spring breeze.
My head was pressed down on a wooden desk. A familiar sensation.
"You're sleeping again, aren't you?" I heard that familiar voice ask again.
They were just behind the curtain. That voice... It belonged to Ki-hoon, didn't it?
So, this was a dream.
A dream from back then when we were still classmates.
I raised my head, brushing the back of my neck, and said,
"When it's so boring, why won't I sleep?"
The words were slipping out of my lips so naturally, like the scene that played in my memory.
Ki-hoon pushed the curtain aside and then walked towards me, dropping his hand on the table while smiling widely.
