The dream didn’t end in a single day.
Seo-jun had the same kind of dream for several days.
Something with an elongated body. Bubbles rising with its movement. A universe within those bubbles.
Seo-jun saw himself asleep on a continent inside a planet, inside that universe, inside a single building.
I open my eyes. I meet my own gaze. I see myself.
And then, suddenly, I speak.
Wake up from the dream.
