The day felt cold, heavy, gray and sad... a day that fit with everything that was happening, the loss of a special person

Death always comes, we are all destined to die one day -that's what we were born for- however, some sometimes die very early, when it wasn't their time...when they didn't deserve it

And there he was at the funeral of the girl who meant the whole world to him, standing in front of the grave of the love of his life

Sadness consumed him and with him came a despair and pain so intense, that he could not bear. Guilt... guilt because his girlfriend died at the hands of him, that rainy night while he was driving, a car hit them, he woke up, but she never did

He was wearing a black suit, with his hands in front intertwined like a soldier, staring at the floor where his girl had been buried. The ironic? He didn't cry, he couldn't cry, as much as he wanted to throw himself on the floor and scream crying desperately, he couldn't, he wouldn't allow himself to cry

"Would you like us to take you to your apartment, honey?" Asked my mother, -she loved him very much and knew what he was going through- putting a hand on his shoulder

He didn't look at her, he just shook his head waiting to be alone in the cemetery

My parents' car disappeared and it was finally just him and her again, but why couldn't I see you? His hands trembled and from time to time he closed his eyes to imagine your laughter and your smile, his hugs... your face, I was afraid to start forgetting that

While his eyes were closed, imagining your voice, he felt a presence next to him, for a moment he thought that maybe they were your parents, because they were the last to leave - besides him - but when he opened his eyes, he saw a lady of about 60 years old, looking at the grave

He felt weird but he didn't say anything, he turned his gaze to the grave and just sighed

"She was your girlfriend?" The old woman spoke

*He turned his head looking at her somewhat confused- "Y-yes.." *

*"Do you miss her?" *

Ironic laughs "yes, of course, everyday"

"I will give you another opportunity" -What?- this is fate, she'll die everytime, but you'll have the opportunity to be with her everytime, just for a bit"

I scoffed "What? This is not the moment for jokes ma'am, I don't- I'm not in the mood for this"

"Fate kid, fate..you'll see by yourself" before Sunghoon could say anything, the lady just disappeared, he just scoffed thinking that maybe she was going crazy

He got a little closer to the timba taking a few steps forward and sighed "I love you..." his eyes filled with tears and when his trembling hand approached the tombstone, boom, everything changed

He appeared in a field with flowers on a sunny summer day, the breeze hit his face, he was confused, maybe he was dreaming

I went down to look at his clothes and now he was bringing pants and a cool shirt for the weather... he felt somewhat disoriented without knowing what was happening, but he heard something that made him feel cold

"Hoon!" Your voice rumbled in his ears, that valid and familiar voice that brought him so much tranquility

*He turned to find you standing there, a few meters from him, smiling with a flowery dress, he was confused, was it you? Were you really? *

You approached him and grabbed his hands "We should go for an ice cream, it's hot" you smiled looking at him with your deep eyes

His breathing trembled slightly when he saw you there so close to him after having lost you, his trembling hand went up to almost touch your face as if to know if you were real

Was this real or not... it felt very good, I didn't know what it was but, maybe, just maybe... if it was destiny