Lucid Dreamer, lucid dreamer—
Sometimes, I often think that I lucid dream.
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"Shuuya!"
"Shuuya, can you hear me?"
"Onii-chan!"
Gouenji slowly widened his eyes to find himself lying on – not his bed, but instead a concrete road. He forced himself up though his body wanted to just lie down. As his vision began to clear, the scene became clearer.
Behind him was a truck that had its front bumped dented, and its silver was smeared with a crimson red. "Onii-chan-?" Gouenji immediately turned around and saw his younger sister, Yuuka, with teary eyes and scratches all over her face and arms; her pink dress was dirtied with grime.
"Y…" Gouenji croaked, taken aback by the sudden change of the sound of his voice. His throat felt dry and cracked, and all he could think about at the moment was getting a glass water.
"Onii-chan," Yuuka sobbed and gripped the hem of her dress, "Onii-chan, you're hurt," Hurt? Gouenji reached up to touch his head, and when he had brought his fingers down, they were covered in blood. "You're hurt…" she continued to sob.
"Yuu—"
"It's all because of me," Yuuka continued to cry.
"Do—" but before Gouenji could manage to say anymore he fainted on the spot, still shocked by the sudden events that had happened to him.
…
…
"Was it a peaceful dream? Did it bring you happiness or sadness?"
…
"YUUKA!" Gouenji yelled and flung himself up. His hair was in a mess, and a few strands of his hair began to fall over and stuck to his sweaty forehead. He immediately checked his surroundings and realized: he was no longer on the concrete road; he wasn't hurt at all. That's strange… I really felt as if I just… Gouenji brought his knees up to his chest and rested his head against it.
I don't think I'll be able to sleep properly tonight.
"Shuuya-kun!"
Gouenji blinked and tore away his gaze from outside the window. "Yes, teacher?" He asked in a rather monotone voice, feeling extremely tired and exhausted from having almost no sleep at all.
"You look like a zombie, have you been getting any sleep lately?"
"Uh, yes, of course,"
"Then don't daze off in my classes,"
After 30 minutes of trigonometry and angles, the school bell rang, cueing everyone to run out of the classrooms and head out for lunch. However some just chose to stay in the classrooms like Gouenji:
"Heyyyy Gouenji~" Endou walked over to Gouenji and took a seat right in front of him. "We're going out to practice, aren't you—"
"No."
"Come on Gouenji, I know you want to—"
"No."
"Gouenji-"
"Endou, does it look like I want to god damn practice when I'm practically a walking zombie right now?" Gouenji groaned and yawned. Endou pouted and stuck a soccer ball straight at Gouenji's face. "I said, 'no',"
"Talk to the soccer ball,"
"Excuse me?"
Endou grinned, "I had this dream about soccer yesterday! I think as how Kidou described it as something that you want to dream about, the dream was definitely that! Lucid dreaming! I went to sleep thinking about soccer, and before you know it I was dreaming about soccer! There was a soccer ball, and it was speaking to me as if it was telling me all its feelings—"
Gouenji slumped down on his chair and rubbed his temples, I should go ask Kidou more on this lucid dreaming thing. With that thought he immediately got up, and walked out of the classroom door, leaving Endou by himself rambling on about his dream.
Well. That's a kind of weird ending. Hmm~ so yeah~
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