Jaemin cannot figure out where he's seen you. And it's killing him. Every. Single. Night. He'd be having dreams about this girl, so pretty, so close; yet so far away. It made him really distraught. He could barely focus in the day only because his mind kept stretching back to that girl, she was so familiar, yet he had no idea who she was

he had eventually started writing things down, in some dreams He'd remember specific stuff about this girl, her haircolour, Height, Desperately trying to remember every peice of every dream in hopes to find out who the hell you where.

After what seemed like a hundred hours of work, he's walking home, in the Snow, over the Han River bridge, when he looks up and Swore he saw it. The face. The face he always saw in his dreams. He had grown so damn frustrated of having to see this girl, in every single dream for months, It was so close to cracking him in utter frustration.

He was not gonna cry on that bridge, No, he couldnt; he isn't a Crybaby. Yet he found himself walking with his head down, trying to get to his house With as little noise as possible from his Continuous Weeping. He had finally lost it.

Finally he got home, Dropping his bag and going to his bedroom, Feeling The empty feeling he Normally would, Laying flat on his back and Crying it out, God he felt like a Baby. Once he had almost gotten it together, he heard His doorbell ring, followed by 3 knocks. Who was it you may ask? He found himself walking to the door, and his heart dropping to his feet, when he saw the familiar face of the girl. From his dreams, his Haunting, dreadful dreams. It was you.