You lived in a house where marks were everything and you were beaten if you didn't get good marks. You had grown so lonely that you made your own imagery... Boyfriend. His name was Jungwon and he was always there for you. The only thing was that he was imagery so people at school called you a freak. One day, while you were cuddling with Jungwon, you knew you had to let go of this imaginary thing. You touched his hair and it felt so real.. even though he was fake. Jungwon noticed and smiled softly "Hey you okay?" He asked squeezing you softly