6 Chp 5 - A dream of another world

Vincent POV

"It'd be a bit embarrassing if Xan heard my voice," I whispered to myself.

I hesitated on whether or not to write lyrics to it, don't think about it just write the lyrics you can think about it later. I had gotten inspiration for lyrics so why not write it down.

I picked up the pen and started to write in my song writing journal. Ever since I had told Xan I would make a song for him I had been using all of my free time to make it. I was glad I had invested in such expensive equipment, so now I could make a song better than it would've been without the equipment.

One of my greatest pleasure was buying new equipment though I didn't too often. I didn't have nearly enough money to do that I was only a mere student.

I usually stayed up later than others because I was making music. But hadn't gotten much sleep recently, I covered the dark circles with a thick layer of concealer. Since I put on concealer it made me want to not just leave it there, so I also did foundation and highlighter.

My journal was very chaotic, with random sentences written in it. Though it may look like a bunch of nonsense to others, to me it was ideas. I didn't know how to describe the taste of music that I and Xan shared but I was able to make music like it.

I'm trapped in a dreamlike reality.

I didn't know where this inspiration had come from, the words had just appeared in my mind.

Only the other side of the mirror has the truth.

Many different worlds which is the original?

But, what is false what is true?

What are the worlds on the other side of the mirror?

Where is light, where is salvation?

In the end, the only thing that matters is us and you

Can't you see me?

I'm on the other side of the mirror

Can't you believe me?

Believe me?

The words just seemed right for some reason...

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Aaron POV

Maybe it was a bit mean to use Xan to take my first kiss, but I did not want my first kiss to be taken by that girl.

The girl who was playing Alexander, oh how I hated her. Why had she gotten Alexander's role, now I had to kiss her. Even worse she also had a crush on me.

Luckily Alexander didn't live for long. It would be bad if I had accidentally taken his first but it seemed it hadn't as he didn't really have any kind of special reaction, except for blushing a little. But he was the Ice Prince, maybe that was a special reaction?

If it was his first kiss should I take responsibility and marry him? Wait, marrying him would be a bit much, or is it not a bit much?

Well if he mentions that it was his first kiss, I'll make sure to apologize as a start. I blush a little thinking of my first kiss, the soft feeling of Xan's lips. No stop thinking about it!

Anyways, the story was, my character Claudis had fallen in love with a two-sided girl. After confessing she uses him to do things for her and things that he would never do if she hadn't told him to. It was all to win her love.

Charlotte is another character who fell in love with Claudis, she tries to move on after he confesses to Alexander but then finds out she is actually using him, and so fast-forwarding eventually she kills Alexander, after hearing that she was going to kill him to not leave any evidence behind after she had used him for all she needed.

Despite several times trying to tell Claudis that Alexander was using him, he was too in love to care. Claudis is left heartbroken, he wouldn't have cared if Alexander had killed him, he was willing to do anything for her even die.

He had already known everything from the start. In the end, Charlotte is killed by Claudis as revenge.

In the end, Claudis is left alone, he feels empty as he stares at Charlotte's dead body. He no longer has Alexander to live for.

Then in the end he kills himself.

It was a bit like Romeo and Juliet. The ending at least. This kind of story would always remind me that love can make you blind to things.

I'm pretty sure if Charlotte hadn't killed Alexander, he would've really been happy to get killed by Alex. Maybe he was a machoistic person but only for her?

I couldn't really understand such a thing because I had never been in love, it just sounded irrational to me.

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Dae-Hyun POV

Since very recently I had taken more of a liking to water. I had an urge to go swimming, and I probably would in the weekend to satisfy that urge. I had just started feeling like I wanted to swim ever since I had first heard Xan banging his head on the wall.

Wait that was a bit weird to say. Tonight I had taken a longer shower than usual and instead of hot water, I had bathed in cold water. It was a bit weird. The next moment I might turn into a fish.

It felt like there was a small force that was pulling me to the ocean. I also drank more water than usual, before going to bed I had drunk 4 cups of water and it had just felt normal.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, maybe I should just skip school tomorrow and spend a day at the beach. Although I thought of it I wouldn't actually do it. It was pretty easy to push this feeling of wanting to go to the ocean down.

I closed my eyes and pulled the blankets over me, soon I had fallen asleep going into the world of dreams.

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Colourful fish surrounded swimming in the water me and the ocean floor was covered in coral and rocks. Swimming in the water almost felt like second-nature, I felt as if I and the water were one, it felt as if the water was alive.

I felt the water with my skin, my eyes, my soul, I didn't resist the water. When I swam, I was faster than any normal human could ever swim, I enjoyed this feeling of speed, gliding through the water.

My hair floated in the water, it was smooth silky and blonde. I stopped, when I looked down instead of seeing two legs I saw a big blue fishtail, it was covered in scales that were shiny, and glossy.

But suddenly I felt a sense of foreboding, it weighed down on my entire body. I looked behind to see darkness swallowing the ocean whole. Quickly I began to swim but the darkness was faster than me quickly catching up. But just before the darkness reached me.

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I opened my eyes I could vaguely remember my dream, I had been swimming and it had been dark. There were goose bumps all over my body and I was covered in a cold sweat. I threw off the blanket covers and then lay back down.

What was with me? I got out of bed and started to get ready for the day. Then even though I was showering in cold water, it only felt nice and cool, I didn't want to leave the shower. Though I also didn't want to waste any water.

Eventually, I was able to force myself out of the shower. Once I was out of the shower it seemed it should've been easier than it had been.

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Akuma POV

There was a reason I was able to write such scary stories, it was the nightmares I had. I would get to bed with vague ideas and in my dreams, it would all merge into a story that somehow was scary just like any other dream.

I wish that I could have a normal dream at least once. I always kept a journal next to my bedside table to write in the moment I woke up.

Fiery hells, eternal darkness, death, I wondered why I never once dreamed of something good. My nightmare was able to twist any story. Watching horror movies were nothing compared to my nightmares.

The strange thing was even though they were only dreams they felt so real and I remembered them very clearly after waking up, or maybe it wasn't strange. It was convenient that all my ideas could all be combined in the time of one night.

Without my amazing writing skills, I wouldn't be able to describe my dreams in as much detail, as I would without them. Instead of being scared of my nightmares, I embraced them, writing it down and sharing it with others.

It hurt a bit when some were too scared to read it. Those that read my writing were absorbed, it scared them so much they wanted to stop but, the story had hooked them. If one started reading they would be afraid they wouldn't be able to stop.

In reality I was still a bit scared of the nightmares…

Once the teacher had asked me to not write something scary. He read the romance I wrote and he said

"Their relationship is so perfect it's scary," Of course I didn't appreciate such a comment but I kept my feelings in.

But I was really bad at controlling my facial expression, I was scowling. The one time I had made a story that wasn't scary, you called it not being scary, scary?

"Don't be angry," The teacher said

"I'm not angry," I replied

"Then why is there a big scowl on your face,"

"I always have a big scowl on my face,"

"..."

"Sure,"

He then gave the paper back to me and I walked away with it not bothering to look at the marking. I would look at it later.

Though nightmares gave me some good story ideas, there were times where I would wish that I could just have a peaceful night's sleep in which nothing happened in complete silence. Just some beauty sleep, not a rest riddled with scary things.

I always came in the early morning instead of just during class to hand in my assignments as I woke up early with nothing to do. I could write but I would want to hand in the assignment first I didn't know why but I just always wanted to.

When I didn't have homework I always had too much time on my hands. Honestly, I didn't have much of a passion for writing I just did it because I was good at it. The main reason I went to school was that I didn't want to be separated from Reo, I would never tell him this of course.

But I really couldn't bear to be separated from him, though I didn't try to spend all my time with him, I just needed him to be nearby or in my area. So that anytime I could run to him if I needed him. I just needed to know where he was. I knew I could run to him whenever I really needed him.

Though I never asked him for help I was the older brother, he should be asking for help from me. But if he was to ask for help from someone it would probably be his best friend Kai. I was kind of jealous of him always being with Reo, though I was too prideful to ever try to spend more time with Reo even though I wanted to.

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Xan POV

Clouds I feel light, sunshine fell on me. I'm falling, I'm plummeting down, and my wings won't work. I desperately flap them. I'm scared out of my wits it's so high I can't see the ground.

I woke up energized from a good night's rest. Sleeping always felt good after tiring my body out with hours of dancing. My alarm rang and it was still dark, I had woke up earlier today so I could do my homework.

But first I worked out and got ready for the day, now I had an hour and a half to do my homework. I really didn't see the point of homework, the things we do in class was enough for me.

Once I graduated I could leave this school and dance as much as I want. I could even get paid for dancing, I couldn't imagine doing some kind of work that wasn't dancing, and after I was out of my prime maybe I would open a studio and teach dance. But this kind of thing was far in the future.

Today I didn't feel like eating breakfast I had eaten more than normal for dinner yesterday, was there some way to express my gratitude to Dae-Hyun for what he did?

How about if I kissed him to pass the kiss on from Aaron was that how it worked. As a gift, he would get an indirect kiss from Aaron and a direct kiss from me. But I was pretty sure he didn't want that.

I'll just make it up to him when I get the opportunity. This kind of thing would only work if he had a crush on Aaron or something.

Today I was going to investigate more after seeing Dae-Hyun's other reflection.