Wooyoung was peacefully resting in dreamland, sleeping deeply as his soft breathing could be heard.

Slowly, he was regaining conscious, as he rubbed his eyes and let out a sigh. As he did so, he felt something a bit unusual.

He looked around a bit, only to find himself in a room that wasn't his. He got a bit puzzled, thinking that he was still dreaming. He immediately looked at his reflection in the mirror,

and he found his rival's reflection instead of his own?

"What kind of dream is this?"