it was the middle of the night when seungmin found himself dreaming, or at least, that’s what he thought. in the soft, hazy blur of sleep, a figure appeared before him — you. your smile was the first thing he noticed, warm and comforting, like a place he could always find peace in. there was something familiar about you, even though he couldn’t recall ever meeting you before. your eyes sparkled with a kindness that drew him in, making his heart race in a way he didn’t quite understand.

in the dream, you were sitting on the steps of a street he didn’t recognize, but it felt like home, as if he had been there a thousand times before. the night sky above you seemed to shimmer, casting a glow around you that made everything seem still, as though the world had paused just for a moment. seungmin wanted to speak, to ask who you were, but every time he tried, the words got stuck in his throat. you simply looked at him, your smile never fading, as if you were waiting for him to understand something unspoken.

the next morning, seungmin woke up, his heart still pounding in his chest, a lingering warmth in the pit of his stomach. he couldn’t shake the feeling that the dream had meant something — something more than just a fleeting vision in his sleep. as the days passed, he found himself caught in the strangest of daydreams, where he would catch glimpses of you in the most ordinary places, as if the universe was trying to tell him something. it wasn’t until he met you for the first time in person that everything clicked into place. you were the same, down to every little detail — your eyes, your smile, the way you made him feel like he’d finally found something he didn’t know he was looking for.