♫ ⏝⏝ Ivan ˙⊹

Ivan's dreams were constantly interrupted by a mysterious boy with blue-green hair, and the story repeated itself over and over again: they met, fell in love, and ended up together. This undoubtedly left him with a great deal of doubt; his mind always wondered, "Could it be real?" "Is this a sign?" And so it went on and on.

Winter break was over and he had to go back to college as usual. In the last few weeks he had slowly started to stop dreaming about that mysterious boy. He thought maybe it was normal. He didn't think too much about it until he got to college. He was walking down the halls looking for the room that was assigned to him at that time. He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't realize someone was coming in front of him, and as expected, they both collided face to face.

The pain brought him back to reality, and when he lowered his gaze a little, his eyes met the most charming gaze of his life. Could it be that he was the boy of his dreams? Because he was totally identical, same hair color, same height difference, same gaze, it was as if his wish for that boy to be real had been granted.

— Are you okay?
He asked after standing still for a couple of seconds, offering to help the boy, although he only gave him a somewhat annoyed look, perhaps that was his look…