[SOULMATE AU] [✓]
He appeared as a silhouette in my dream,
along with a warm summer breeze.
But just as he came, he disappeared.
Taking with him half of me.
When the morning came, I could not remember his face.
Still, his warmth remains.
"Who are you?
Why am I crying?"
I whisper to myself in the dark, catching a few slipping tears on my hand.
With a stinging in my heart, I make up my mind.
What would you do if you kept meeting him over and over? Will you forget him? Will you remember? Most importantly, will you look for him?