I'M HERE ;; yeongyu ?

Beomgyu awoke, his eyes fluttering open as he sat up. He took a deep and long breath, taking in the scent of nothingness.

His eyes wandered around, slowly observing where he was. Everywhere he looked, the color white filled his eyes. Everything was white. The place was simply deserted.

Beomgyu ran and ran, looking for any signs of something. As his wandering had done him no good, he sat back down, brushing his hair up his forehead in frustration.

He sighed.

Where am I? Who am I?

Then, as if on cue, a golden door with silver plates suddenly appeared at least three meters away. He stared at it for a moment, then slowly got up.

His heart was a thumping mayhem as he slowly got up towards the golden door. He reached for the silver door knob, slowly turning it around.

The door creaked open, making an eerie sound; a bundle of light coming from inside.

Without a second thought, he entered through the door, blocking his eyes with his hands as the bright light was ready to blind him.

As he opened his eyes once again, he was in a completely different place. The sky was inky black, with only a few stars guiding sailors on their journeys; it was raining a whole ocean.

His eyes wandered where he was once again; wet grass everywhere. Several moonlit stones were buried along the grass; they were tombstones.

He saw a bunch of people wearing black outfits with sadness written on their faces, gathered on one of the stones.

Then it hit him, he was in the...Cemetery.

He didn't understand why the door had brought him here at all. He was about to turn around when a familiar figure caught his attention.

Almost immediately, his spirits lifted and his poker face had turned into a smile.

He saw Yeonjun walking towards one of the stones. Beomgyu ran to him, excited to see the love of his life.

"Hyung! It's me, Beomgyu!.." He screamed. But the older didn't seem to notice him. He tried waving his hands a few feet in front of him, but to no avail.

He walked closer and saw Yeonjun...crying...crying like there's no tomorrow. He tapped the older's shoulder, but he didn't seem to budge at all.

Then finally, the older spoke, "I m-miss you Gyu...so m-much.." Yeonjun said, hugging the younger's purple blanket close to his chest.

"What are you talking about hyung? I'm right here, see? c-can't you s-see me?..." Beomgyu said nervously, but still not being noticed by the older.

Then his gaze shifted to where Yeonjun was looking at.

R.I.P
Choi Beomgyu
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March 13, 2001-January 29, 2017

Beomgyu heaved a gasp as he covered his mouth with his hands, shock and fear crowding all over his body.

Tears started forming in his eyes, as he knelt down beside Yeonjun. He couldn't believe what he had just saw.

I was dead this whole time?..

I wasn't the one imagining him...he was the one imaging me...I wasn't real all along...

T

hen suddenly, it dawned him.

He remembered.

He remembered everything that happened...that night..

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