I know that all of this is not real.
I am well aware that it is merely a light illusion generously overlaid by someone who valued a life filled with fierce struggles.
But—
[□□□.]
Strangely, with that voice alone, I could imbue meaning into the battlefield that had always been lonely.
I could believe it was a worthwhile fight to protect something precious.
[□□□.]
That’s why I can’t help but be weak to the voice that lingers in my mind, calling my name.
That’s why I ended up forgiving that annoying guy I had vowed to take thorough revenge on, as if it were a lie.
The short time spent with the incomplete illusion. Perhaps those were rare days that could be called happiness.
That’s why that time simultaneously becomes a nightmare.
Because when I open my eyes someday, I will realize that the voice that was always by my side no longer exists in reality.
“It’s nothing special.”
The boy replied nonchalantly.
“It’s just that having Masain hyung and you here in front of me feels somewhat strange.”
It seems I’m still in a happy nightmare. Adding that, the boy slowly extended one hand towards the…