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Dreams, everyone has a dream. What's your dream? If you think you don't have a dream, you do. You probably haven't found it yet. As for me, I dream of becoming a successful writer or a famous producer slash lyricist. I have been an aspiring and passionate writer for years. I've made over five unpublished books that I hope publishers will take interest in soon. As for my lyrics, I've made over fifty of them, some already have beats in it, some are just lyrics, and some are abandoned. Out of all fifty plus of these lyrics, none of them has been released to the world. I guess this proves that some dreams just remain to be a dream.

Some dreams become a reality for some lucky people. Specifically Haru. After the whole "almost burning down the apartment fiasco" Haru received an email a few hours later. I was sitting down on the couch, my brain was taking me to different places and thoughts when I heard her squeal followed by her frantically calling my name. I made my way to the bedroom and saw her crying. I came running to her side before wrapping my arms around her.

"What happened?" I ask, and now here I am today. Staring at the email a company has sent her. They saw her audition tape and wanted to take her in as a trainee of SM entertainment. SM entertainment; one of the biggest entertainment companies in South Korea, was taking Haru, a random girl from Ilsan, as their trainee. Don't get me wrong, I'm not belittling Haru's talents, but; this is too good to be true.

"Can you believe it?!" she almost squealed. I looked at her and saw pure happiness in her eyes. She was making her dreams come true. She wanted to become an idol for so long, and now that she has the opportunity to become one, I feel... Sad. I couldn't help but feel a hole deepening into my heart. Why was this crushing me? Jealousy? No. It couldn't be. I'm happy for her, but... Why isn't the rest of me agreeing on it?

And that's when it hit me like a truck. It means, we have to be separated for who knows how long. I can't abandon my job, so she has to go to Seoul alone. Which, I don't want that to happen. "Joonie?" my eyes looked up to see her gaze and saw worry in her eyes. "What's wrong?"

I paused for a second. I was hesitant. Should I really tell her what I feel? But, she'll be mad at me. I stayed like that for a couple of seconds, frozen like a statue. I couldn't find the right words to put it, but I managed to tell her, "Are you sure about that?"

This question stunned her, and quite frankly, caught her off guard. "What do you mean?"

"How do we even know that this is the real SM entertainment? What if this was a scam? What if you realize that you don't want to be an idol? What if..." I paused for a moment. Tears were threatening to cascade down my cheeks. "What if... I don't want you to leave?"

Tears then started rolling down my cheeks. A stream of them actually. Trying to suppress them only made the tears fall more. Once I finally had the courage to meet her eyes, I noticed that she was at the very verge of crying. "I don't want to leave you Joon, and I'm not leaving you." she then pulled me into her warm embrace, my head was resting on her shoulder as I wept. "I can, not go if you don't want to. And besides, going to Seoul is expensive, so I'm willing to stay here rather than to stay there alone."

And that's when I realized that she was risking her dreams for me. I won't let that happen. What kind of a boyfriend am I if I don't support her? "No!" I protest. I pulled away from her embrace and sat up. My hands found its way to hers before our hands intertwined. "This is your dream. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. How silly of me to be so selfish. So I say, go. Go and make your dreams come true." A grin was soon planted on her face. Me encouraging her, gave her a big boost like her motivation to become an idol started kicking in.

"A-Are you s-sure?" she stuttered. "I mean, we can't even afford a better apartment, let alone live in Seoul."

"No," I started. I pulled my hand out of her grasp to tuck in a few strands of her hair behind her ear before I smiled. "You're gonna live in Seoul."

Her eyes immediately blew wide.

"W-What?!" she squealed. "Joon, I'm not leaving you." She said firmly. The corner of my lips curled up into a small smile before I looked back into her eyes. "Well, someone needs to stay. I'll stay here and work, while you go chase that dream of yours." I smiled reassuringly.

"Joon.." tears started trickling down from her eyes. "I'm not leaving you!" She protests, but I simply smile.

"We'll get in touch." was the only thing I managed to say. Honestly, I myself, was scared too. Being apart from her for only a few hours is already the worst, what more if it was weeks, months, and even years. "I'll go to Seoul too, don't worry. Once I earn the right amount of money, we'll reunite and live in Seoul." Once those words slipped past my lips, she smiled; like a boulder was lifted off from her shoulders. She finally felt calm.

"How many days will we be apart?" she asks.

I simply smiled before I corrected her words, "Months." This answer made her eyes wide once again. "But don't worry, once spring comes, we'll be back in each other's arms and we'll celebrate spring together!" I concluded.

Just a little F.Y.I. ; spring is our favorite season. And it really suits Haru. Why? Because her name is; Beom Haru. Bom means spring in Korean and Bom and Beom does sound similar. Meanwhile Haru means day. Put them together and you have Spring Day. It's almost perfect, isn't it?

As of now, it's fall or autumn. Which is Haru's least favorite season. Why? Because leaves and plants start withering away. Sure you could play in the leaves, but do you really want to play in dead bodies? That's what she always told me. I used to like autumn, but now that she mentioned it, she does have a point. Leaves or plants are technically alive, so playing in dead leaves is kinda like playing with dead bodies.

Well, that was her philosophy. Her philosophy that I slowly realized and got into before making autumn my least favorite season too. I mean there's no reason in celebrating it with the person you love if the person you love doesn't even like it.

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