this is my dream But it's not just a dream.

The short time I met you was wonderful................

Have you ever dreamed…..

It's just a dream, why does it seem real……..

Now there was a small party at Jo's house, and everyone was having a lot of fun and partying.

“What's wrong with Oil?” Jo, Oil's closest male friend, came to ask. Jo saw Oil sitting sadly alone for a while.

“No.” She was just lazy to walk. There was nothing more to it than that. She was happy, but laziness only made her sit still.

"Oil is now a ghost." Or suddenly ran and touched Oil's body and then hurriedly ran away. It wasn't just Or, everyone else ran, and Oil chased everyone.

"Cheating" Oil ran and chased everyone with fun. Today's party was fun. The sky was full of stars. She liked to run. After a while, everyone was exhausted and stopped playing. Some people continued to dance tirelessly. But some people went to drink water, some people went to sleep.

“Joe, would you like to sit in the pavilion?” It was a pavilion sitting on a cliff that should be beautiful. But his appearance is quite dark.

"No, he's going to sleep." Jo immediately refused. A group of friends persuaded Jo to drink. If you don't drink, you're not considered a manjo, so you'll take it quite seriously and you won't be able to handle it. Oil didn't want to disturb Jo, so he walked alone, eh?? She walked into the pavilion where the wind was cool. There were also rocks. It's only a short walk away, but you have to be careful if you miss it and you'll fall off the cliff.

“Ugh!!” Finally Oil was able to walk past. She went down. She couldn't see down there because it was dark. She could hear the sounds of birds and insects. If she hadn't guessed correctly, why did Oil feel so strange right now? My spine tingles like this all the time. There's probably nothing I can say to make myself feel good. Why are stars so beautiful? But now Oil is starting to feel sleepy....I might have to go back.

“Hey!!” Oil was shocked when she turned around and didn't see the pavilion that she was going to cross. All she saw was darkness. She couldn't even see where to cross. Her brain told her legs not to work; if she missed them, she would surely die.

"Don't kill yourself." A voice suddenly rang out, causing Oil to almost faint. From that moment, Oil realized that she had been hit by someone so strong. Why didn't anyone tell her?

Is "it's a sin" still going on? Usa was about to think that his ears had fallen off.

“Our life is worth more than that.” Aoong is confused. Who would commit suicide? She couldn't find a way to cross. Then why is it so dark? She would die because of this wrong step.

“Who are you?” A man's voice was very clear. The gentle breeze blowing past Oil, what is it? Did a ghost walk past you or something?

“Don't kill yourself. It's not good.” A little white light flashed, she saw the pavilion faintly, but better yet, she saw a way to cross the pavilion, and she crossed over slowly and carefully.

“Sigh~~” She let out a huge sigh of relief. She looked next to her and saw legs. Like human legs, she didn't dare to look further. What spell should she recite to exorcise ghosts? She breathed into the firm grip of her hand. Before running, let me see what the ghost looks like. Because I've been afraid all my life!! two!! three!!

“Handsome!!!” Oil turned his head to see the ghost's face. She must have screamed out in fear but why did she say the word handsome? The thing in front of her couldn't frighten her to the point of running away.

“Don't kill yourself,” said the man sitting in the pavilion. White face, white body Tall, wearing a black suit But it's really important to make a cow die and a buffalo fall, clearly oppa.

“Are you a ghost?” Oil asked, unsure. Is this the ghost you've been afraid of since you were born? She really wanted to slap her brains, but Oil shouldn't have asked such a question because she knew in her heart.

“No, I'm a ghost.” He denied himself that he was a ghost. Because it will make him look even better.

"So..is it the same?" Oil shouldn't have asked. Even though the ghost is handsome, it's still a ghost like this...won't it kill you? But Oil didn't feel afraid, just suspicious. His handsomeness was already taking over.

“Don't kill yourself.”

"I'm not going to kill you," Oil replied. Walking near the ghost Oh!! That man's soul!

“Aren't you afraid of me?” the man's spirit asked. His eyes stared at Oil.

"You're not scary." Oil was surprised that she wasn't afraid. How could she be afraid of the most handsome thing? If I knew that a ghost was this handsome, I wouldn't have been afraid for a long time.

“What is your name?” Oil asked, was it appropriate but she was someone who wanted to know about other people and it wasn't strange to ask.

“My name is Kenji,” Kenji answered.

“Are you Japanese? Why did you die here?” he asked. His eyes stared at Kenji, who didn't look Japanese at all.

“No, I'm Korean. As for the name, you have to ask my mother, but I didn't die here and I don't know why I came here.” When he died, he came here and it was like he was waiting for something.

"Oi!! You can sleep now," the voice of her three friends called her from far away.

"Uh..my name is Oil, I'm fifteen years old." I don't know why Oil would introduce himself, but he followed the teacher's etiquette. And she even worships Kenji. Crazy, he's too good a kid.

"Am I maybe twenty-two? I forget."

“Oi, hurry up!!” Or's voice was louder than before until Oil rushed out of the pavilion immediately. before turning to look at Kenji first because of his handsomeness

The next morning

Oil is still here, unlike other people who have started to return home but there are some who want to continue traveling. She is one of them who stays here. Now Oil must know about Ken.

“Eh!! Who is this?” Oil picked up a magazine and looked at it in shock and asked his female friend.

“Well, it's a businessman. Don't you know that he's handsome?" Or replied, but Or said it like he was disappointed.

“Is he dead?” asked Oil. The person on the cover of this magazine looked like Kenji.

"That's right. Did he die about five years ago? He must have been shot in Korea before the wedding." He didn't have much information.

“………..”Will it be Kenji or not?

“You take it and read it. There are probably many things in here that you want to know.” The news is getting bigger and going out and burrowing somewhere.

“Oh.” Oil picked it up but she didn't open it yet. She hurriedly left the house and went to the pavilion.

"Kenji, are you there?" Oil acted like a crazy person. Even though she knew he was a ghost, she still wanted to get to know him.

When there was no response, Oil thought that maybe Kenji couldn't come out during the day or not. Maybe it was her wrong belief.

Oil immediately sat down on the floor in the pavilion. She immediately started flipping through a magazine. It had a story and a history of Kenji, but it wasn't very detailed.

"Huh!! Shot by the bride!" Oil cried out in shock when she read the line that shocked her. The person who ordered Kenji's murder was his own bride. What the hell is this? What exactly happened here? That's all I'm telling you.

Now that the sky was completely dark, she kept this doubt in her mind all day.

“Do you want to go to the pavilion?” Fah, another female friend of Oil, asked.

"yes"

“Let's go.” Sky liked the atmosphere but never had the chance to go because he didn't dare to go alone.

"Uh..I just feel sad and want to be alone." Oil Lee avoided letting Fah go with her.

“Then I can go to sleep.” Sky immediately went up to the second floor and thought to herself, why is Oil acting strangely? Since Oil is afraid to be alone, how dare she go to that pavilion after dark?

“Kenji,” Oil walked into the dark pavilion. The pavilion was quite dark and far from the house. Oil chose not to turn on the lights, but she carried a candle with her and lit it before leaving the house.

“Aren't you afraid of me?” asked Kenji, who was sitting up and wearing a bathrobe. Oh!! It's so white. Where did they get this outfit? It's not this outfit. The first time we met, it wasn't this outfit.

“No, where did you get the clothes from?” Kenji looked really searching.

“My relatives probably made merit,” Kenji believed.

“Come on, put the magazine in front of Kenji.

“Me?” Kenji saw a picture of himself in a magazine.

“Yes, may I ask, how did I see your face and how did you catch things?” Can a ghost do that?

“I can catch things. I don't know how they can see me, but no one else can see me.” Kenji was surprised at first.

“Do you know who killed you?” Oil asked. Kenji was considered to be a very handsome man. Oil admits that her heart is pounding with Kenji. She can't fall in love with a ghost.

"I know," Kenji knew well.

“Can you please tell me?” Oil knew it was a personal matter but she was dying to know.

“She killed me because she had someone new and wanted to hide my ginger treasure.” Kenji didn't want to hide it, it had been a long time since he had someone to talk to, he was very lonely.

“You still love her, right?”

“No, I don't feel anything now. My feelings ended after you shot me.” Kenji smiled, feeling his own sad life.

"It's okay." Oil held Kenji's hand strangely again and she held his hand.

“Huh,” Kenji smiled at the image in front of her of an innocent child. But some of the feelings that had disappeared from his heart were returning.

“I'm leaving now, can't you go somewhere else?” Oil asked, picking up a magazine and standing up.

“No, I can only stay here and you can only see me at night.” But he could see her at any time if she was within sight of this pavilion.

“Do you think Oil is acting strangely?” Fah asked another friend.

"Oh, for the past several days Oil has been at the pavilion and like she's talking to someone," Or replied. Oil has been like this for many days now.

"I'm going to sit in the pavilion." Oil hurriedly ran out.

"I think Oil has been hit. I believe there is a ghost." It may have tricked Oil into killing him. Do you know the successor?

“I think so too.”

“Scream!!/Scream!!” The two immediately ran back to whose room it was.

“Kenji, what are you doing?” Oil ran to the pavilion as usual. She brought a candle and lit it with her.

“It's late.” Kenji smiled. Kenji's smile was like a knife that could kill Oil.

Since he and she met, many days have passed and at night Oil has always come here. There hasn't been a day that she hasn't come because she hasn't seen Kenji's face and can't sleep.

“I have something to tell you.”

“I have something to tell you too.” Oil also had something sad for her.

“Then you speak first.”

"It's like this. I have to come back. I probably won't be here, but I'll come see you often," Oil said, lowering his head.

"I'm about to be reborn, so I won't be here. Tomorrow, I won't have it." Kenji grabbed Oil's shoulder.

"I'm happy." Oil should be happy, but why are her tears flowing? She feels pain.

“Oh.” Kenji knew that Oil was sad, but he felt the same as she did.

“I love you,” Oil said. She lowered her head and the tears that flowed down her cheeks slowly dropped to the ground. She spoke her heart out because there was no tomorrow.

“I..I don't know...I'd say love is close to it.” Kenji held Oil's face and gently wiped away her tears. She made him feel again after dying.

"Huh!" Oil hugged Kenji tightly and cried out, asking for just a hug....

“……….” Kenji hugged Oil in response gently and gently rubbed her back.

"I don't want to leave you." Everything hurts so much.

"I don't want to leave either." I want to stop time right now.

“………..”Why has it only taken a few days to make her feel this much love and connection with Kenji? Even before she realized it, she couldn't say no more.

“Sleep, stay with me tonight.” Tonight is the last night.

“……..” Oil closed his eyes. When I wake up, I won't have him anymore.

"We'll meet again for sure," Kenji said now that Oil was asleep. And his time here is almost over.

Kenji is glad that he found her oil, like an angel who gave him feelings before he left. In this life, he might lose everything… but at least there is oil that gives him happiness. We can meet each other. As Kenji surely hoped, his heart was already left with her.

“I love you,” Kenji said as he slowly disappeared. His tears flowed down the sleeping oil, not knowing that Kenji was leaving.

The next morning

“How did Oil come to sleep here?” Or saw Oil-Nin and immediately ran towards him, thinking what was wrong with Oil.

"Oh." Oil slowly opened her eyes. The first feeling she knew was that Kenji wasn't with her anymore.

“Is something wrong with Oil?”

"No, I was just sleepy and fell asleep." Oil stood up.

"Oh, then hurry up and pack your things and we'll leave." Or slowly felt relieved, thinking that the ghost had already taken Oil with him.

"Oh," he smiled and walked into the house.

“Let's finish packing our things and not forget anything,” said Joe, the owner of the house.

“What do you think is wrong with Oil?” Fah nudged Or who was standing next to him.

“I was going to ask you the same thing.” On has been acting sad since this morning, like a soulless person. Every day Oil would smile and laugh, but today was different.

“Then you can take your stuff and get in the car.”

Oil walked out of the house, her eyes staring at the pavilion now that there was no Kenji anymore, what would that pavilion mean to her? She held back her tears and walked out of the car.

“I love you, I hope we meet again.” The van moved out of the house until it was out of sight.

This time, even though her love was unrequited because we were obviously different, she never regretted loving Ken, getting to know Kenji, her love for him will never be forgotten forever.

Eighteen years have passed.

Now a long time has passed, but Oil has never forgotten Kenji and is glad that he hasn't. It may be painful, but she is happy. She will never be interested in any man. She hopes deep in her heart that Kenji will come back. This has been eighteen years. Oil's age is already entering the third period. Never mind that Oil is working in Korea right now.

“Oh!!” Oil, who was walking along, thought about the past until he collided with a bicycle and fell.

"Hoy!! Auntie, why don't you see that this is a bicycle path?" The young man said, it's a good thing he ducked in time to see that he fell.

“Kenji,” Oil said softly. Even though ten years had passed, Oil would never forget Kenji's face. But the boy in front of her looked like Kenji.

"I'm late to school. Who will take responsibility?" the young man said.

“How old are you?” Oil asked, her heart pounding.

“Eighteen, I am still young, please pay me a favor.”

“It's you, Kenji.” Eighteen years have passed, exactly the same as when Kenji was reborn. Hey, finally we met.

“Auntie said..that..to..uh.” Oil kissed her immediately, thinking of the young boy who was so stunned he couldn't do anything. It was his first kiss.

"Huh, you can't escape me."

"Auntie, I'm going to sue you until you're broke." How dare you do this to him?

“Huh,” Aoi smiled. However, Kenji didn't slip out of her hands.

In the end, no matter what happens, she won't let Kenji leave her again. Maybe asking how can she be sure that this is Kenji? Just the same face There was more to it than her own instincts telling her this was Kenji. She is ready to welcome the naughty child……..

finish!!

Thank you for your heart and comments...first short story, hehe.