"IS THIS A LUCID DREAM?" I asked.
We were still in the same position. Him, holding and supporting my waist when I was about to fall, and me, holding both of his shoulders to prevent myself from falling.
My heart started to pound nervously when I started to look into his face. The feeling was something that even I cannot explain. What is this feeling? Why does it feel like I saw that pair of eyes before?
Why do I feel something that is tingling upon my chest? And on top of that, why do I feel like I wanted to cry? It feels like I'm missing something that I can't even remember.
"It's not," he replied as he held me tightly. The sudden sensation that I feel is rising. It f.ucking hurts so much that I wanted to cry, even if I am not a cry baby.
"Just... who the hell are you?" I asked, con
