when we were walking, she
ㅤ ㅤasked me randomly, "what
ㅤ ㅤhappens when you wake up?"

ㅤㅤ i frowned and said, "i feel like
ㅤ ㅤ i'm in a bad dream."

ㅤㅤㅤ "what kind of bad dream?"
ㅤ ㅤ she asked again.

ㅤㅤㅤ i stopped my steps, turned
ㅤㅤㅤaround, and said, "being alive."

ㅤㅤ surprisingly, she's not surprised.
ㅤㅤ "same ranan, same," she said.

ㅤㅤ her eyes on me, my eyes on her.
ㅤㅤ full of pain and close to tears.