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❝ A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality. ❞ — John Lennon
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Chan woke the next day feeling a weird stinging sensation on his right wrist. He grunted and lifted his right arm to his eyes, seeing a black symbol carved right under his pulse. Frowning, he sat up and went to the window to get better light. When he was what the emblem was, it was a music note. Strange, he thought but shrugged. The stinging sensation had faded, so it coudnt bother him now anyhow. Chan went to his closet, taking out just a comfy tee and some pants. His lips turned to a smile when a thought entered his mind. That girl he had talked to yesterday was different, something else. she didn't freak out but was rather suspicious and cautious around him like he was just a random stranger.

Technically speaking, he was, but she said she knew who he was but seemed just as calm about it. Chan was used to the fans' endless squealing and yelling wherever they met, either on the street or on fan signs. So this wasn't normal for a fan. Not that he knew if she was one, but he got the feeling she was. When they had talked for a while, he felt her softness to him like he was an old friend. They shared the same passions, but her love was for books and writing instead of music. He had told her he liked reading too, and then their subject went on about what kind of books they wanted. to be honest, they had similar tastes.

She also said she wrote but mostly fanfics. Oh, chan had read fanfics from STAYs. Let's say that there are some weird fantasies those fans have. His favorite at the moment was a writer called Sapphire. she wrote about him in another world, Lord of the Rings, she called it. he liked the soul that was put into it. It was clear that she knew what she was talking about.

"chan-hyung Hi," Lee Know greeted chan once he came down. The elder snapped out his thoughts, smiling kindly to the brunette. as soon as he had gone to sit down for some mins after getting breakfast. Chan's thoughts rewound towards the girl. She hadn't told him her name, but he didn't want to push her either. Maybe he should call her again today after practice and ask for it. He wanted at least to know what he could call her.

Yeah, he would do that.

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You just have showered and are now drying; you hear when you hear your phone ring. Chan's name pops up on the screen, and your smile. Taking on a loose top and some comfy pants, you sit down on your table and connect your phone to the computer so the screen will get bigger and you can see more. Soon enough, your answer smiling. "hello Chan (안녕 찬)," you greet. The blonde-haired man smiles at you, waving "안녕 자기 오늘 어떻게 지내? (hello dear, how are you doing today?)# he says. You shrug. "I'm fine, thanks for asking. So you called? May I ask why? (난 괜찮아. 물어봐 줘서 고마워. 그래서 전화했어? 이유를 물어봐도 될까요?)." chan flushed and looked down, making you raise a brow. Sitting a little better, you leaned back in your chair, trying not to seem disrespectful or sexy. But the last thing didn't help. You had a nice body, and when you didn't want to show it often, that mother nature knew it had to do so.

Chan looked up but at once blushed even more, his eyes darting from places in his room so he wouldn't be focused on you. You let out a chuckle tilting your head "chan? I can't help you if you don't tell me (찬? 당신이 나에게 말하지 않으면 나는 당신을 도울 수 없습니다)?" your voice was soft and welcoming a tone you had started to use with this man. He was too precious not to.

Soon chan got a hold of himself, turning around to face you, gulping down the pit in his stomach. He didn't know why he felt like this. You were a stranger but a friend, and he shouldn't be feeling this. Anyhow he cleared his throat and clasped his hands. "네 죄송합니다. 나는.. 너무 많지 않다면 이름을 묻고 싶습니다. (yes, I'm sorry. I.. well, I wanna ask for your name if it's not too much.)." you were silent. You hadn't expected that shyness from chan for such an easy request, but alas, he was pretty shy with new people, even if it just was asking their names.

Though he didn't seem like it to fans, he was a big softie. You smiled and beckoned to your dog, who had sat and glanced at you every once in a while. When he soon reached you and sat down beside you, letting you pat his head did you speak. "of course, you can, Chan. It is only fair that you know my name since I know yours. You may call me Sapphire or Y/n, whichever you prefer. (물론 당신은 찬 수 있습니다. 내가 당신의 이름을 알고 있기 때문에 당신이 내 이름을 아는 것은 공정합니다. 저를 사파이어 또는 Y/n이라고 불러도 됩니다. 당신이 선호하는 무엇이든.)."

Chan's eyes winded a little. He had heard the name Sapphire before. The writer wrote that lord of the rings fanfic with him as the leading charter. His eyes lit up, and he smiled. "I believe I've heard your name before. You're the one who wrote "my path is hidden," right? (나는 당신의 이름을 전에 들어본 적이 있다고 믿습니다. "내 길은 숨겨져 있어"라고 쓴 건 너잖아?)"

now it was your time to blush. Did he know about it?

Oh, how many STAYs would be embarrassed now? Just as you were.

Oh, how bad this could be.

Bad.