It's been months since he has dreamed, or so he says because people say you dream everyday even if you don't remember it. Well, to him if he doesn't remember it's meaningless anyway, and a waste of energy to even try remembering. The only negative about not remembering the dreams is that it feels like he sleeps for a short while. Same dark world when he closes his eyes, then after what feels like 10 minutes, the same identical day to the previous ones starts. The never-ending circle since – well so long that it is now his lifestyle.
In his empty sleeping state, slowly something starts to form in his mind. White starts to appear until he sighs softly and opens his eyes. He realises he probably woke up from the beautiful creature's weight on top of him. It was his cat, Elizabeth 3rd. The cat looked at him with its bright blue eyes. Standing on its fours she signalled Jumin to wake up and then she jumped off him and casually walked to the kitchen.
Jumin drifted his tired eyes to look outside his window and noticed the full moon behind the clouds. It was a pretty sight, but faster than he wanted the bright moon got clouded heavily as the rest of the sky. The good doesn't last that long, huh?
The good definitely doesn't last that long. But maybe a brief moment of some goodness is enough to ignore the rest of that life throws at you. MC looked at her bank account and saw 20 $ deposited. It wasn't idealistically a good sign because how the heck did someone even know where to send it? Even more creepy because the sender can't be seen. She sighed a long sigh but decided that free money is better than nothing and whatever this game is, she'll stop playing.
Waking up late in the morning and seeing this was definitely terrifying but amusing and exciting nonetheless. A bit adventurous if she may dare to say. Going on missions and getting reward? Heck yeah, she's up for that. It's not like it's new to her. Her wage depends upon her getting her job done. The difference is, she has no control over this new adventure. Only if it weren't for the fact that it's something that landed on her lap from nowhere, she secretly wants to continue with it.
But! There's nothing scarier than stuff that comes to you free of charge + without your knowledge, she thought as she planned what to spend these 20 $ on.
As her morning routine followed, she lay down with her phone and checked her various apps for new social media updates. Some cute puppy and kitten video, a few easy to cook and some very hard to bake videos and then many art pictures. Last came the activity of few of the people she knew, living their normal lives and posting some quotes they need to share with the rest of the world.
Feeling satisfied, she stretched her arms above her head. It's finally time to be productive. The first thing on her to do list is to leave the phone to the police, and not trouble her life any further.
She was getting ready by wearing some black coloured sweatpants. She was proud to have bought such pretty looking ones at a decent price. They weren't the usual I-am-to-lazy-to-wear-jeans sweatpants, but they gave the I-look-good-even-with-these kinda vibe (at least, that's what she thought). At the same time, she started hearing unusual noises coming from outside her door; a few footsteps going up and down those 2 unsteady steep stairs and noises of something getting put down...
Opening her door a bit and looking through the gap she saw the broad back of someone opening up the neighbouring door. Her mind wandered back to her previous neighbour. They were a couple of many words, especially at night, and she could hear it all because the cheap walls here weren't of much help. Just thinking back on those days gave MC goosebumps.
As she was hoping the current neighbour to not be like them and let her have her sweet sleep, the man standing outside turned back to look.
Their eyes met briefly before she quickly closed her door. Soon enough she was arguing to herself why she closed it in such a hurry.
Was she a creep spying on the new guy?! Way to give a weird antisocial impression, she thought while stomping on the floor.
A knock was heard on her door. She looked at her clothes giving it an okay and fixed her hair with her hands quickly before opening the door. As she looked upon the person standing before her, she almost stopped breathing.
It was a complete flower boy in front of her. In fact, he was literally wearing a blue rose pinned to the lapel and smelling wonderful. By his tall but thin physique she was almost sure he was a idol, even his hair colour was unusual. But what mesmerised her was his smile.
After a few moments of staring MC still hadn't said anything so the charming person before her opened his mouth, "Hi! I've just recently moved next doors." He brought his hand out for a handshake, and immediately she took his hand but tried to act cool with her expression (because wasn't it enough embarrassment with the staring and staring). He continued warmly, "My name is Ray. Nice to meet you."
Hallelujah! She internally screamed, Has the lord finally heard me?! Eye candy in front of me right outside my door as my next-door neighbour? She could visualise flowers falling behind him. Careful that she wasn't drooling and creeping him out, she smiled and replied, "Welcome! Nice to meet you. I'm MC."