Song Kyu-ha half sat up in bed, unable to move and deep in thought.
He had experienced about 15 dreams, living different lives.
However, this dream was unlike any other.
No, he couldn't even discern whether it was a dream or not.
It was about Song Kyu-ha himself, not someone else's life.
Kyu-ha pinched his cheek firmly.
He now understood why people pinched their cheeks upon waking from a dream.
At this moment, he couldn't distinguish between dream and reality.
"What on earth... What do you want from me?"
Kyu-ha's question echoed hollowly, as if directed at someone.
The situation he had experienced in his dream still felt vividly real.
The peculiar appearance of Kang An-na when he saw her for the first time.
Her warm voice, comforting, assuring him that everything was fine.
Overall, he didn't feel good about it.
He felt uncomfortable, as if coated in filth and grime.
Deciding he couldn't continue like this, Kyu-ha went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
After drying his hair roughly, he sat on the bed and sank bac...
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