A dream.
Iyan ang naiisip ni Grace everytime she see Vincent smile at her. Just like her previous dreams, he's wearing his usual get up. Black baseball cap, a loose white v neck shirt, a leather jacket, black ripped jeans and a pair of converse high cut shoes.
But this time, the dream seemed much more realistic. Panay ang galaw nito, his feet shifting on its place, his hands rubbing together. Like the cold weather in Korea is affecting him too.
She sighed at iniiwas ang tingin mula sa pagdungaw sa bintana. She was supposed to watch the falling of first snow sa season na iyon. She's not expecting Vincent. She shouldn't. It's madness if she starts believing he will even appear one day.
Bakit kahit gising yata siya ay nakikita pa rin niya ito?
Makaraan ang ilang saglit ay nilingon niya
