The wind knocks gently on the window of a room as small as me. I force myself not to look up; not to be tempted and seduced by the magic of day and to focus on the intricate cracks on my wall.

I close my eyes and imagine my angel around me. My fingers grasp the sides of my chair tightly, determined not to let the memory go. I open my eyes and there he is. Standing by the window and fingering the lace of my curtains.

I don't let go of my chair, I don't breathe. I fear the harshness of my whisper would blow him away. Already his figure was so wispy and wistful, almost translucent next to the sunlight that pierced through the panes of my window. I begin to cry, knowing that somewhere, evil angels were going to take him away.

He was by my side in an instant, his arm wrapped warmly around my shoulder. I pushed him away. The action tore at my heart, and killed me a bit inside. I stood up and walked to my dresser, careful not to limp. Not to show how I weak I was without his embrace. I gazed at myself in the mirror, not searching for anything. Just an excuse to avoid his now deadly curious and suspicious eye.

'What are you doing?'
'Just stay where you are. Don't come any closer.'
'What if I did?'
'Just don't. You're really bad you know. Who do you think you are?'
'You are the funniest person in the world.'

Stubborn asshole stood up in a flourish and placed his hands on my shoulders, and his lips near my ear. My efforts to stand up were dimmed by his strength. He stared at me through the mirror. At my trembling lips, at my scarlet cheeks, at my flooded eyes.

'Why are you crying?'
'Why are you asking me so many questions? Go away.'
'No I like it here. I want to stay. Now be quiet I want to sleep.'
'On my shoulder?! It's going to hurt.'
'Yeah I know your shoulder is so bony. But it's okay.'
'Yeah your fat head will cushion it for you.'





At that point of time I woke up laughing. Wow, funny how dreams are so damn real!

My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

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