Taekwoon POV
The world finally comes back into view after a long period of black nothingness, only something isn’t right. In front of me, I see Char sleeping with her head resting on a hospital bed. The thing wrong with this sight is that she is sleeping while holding MY hand. My body is lying on the hospital bed, but I am viewing it from the end of the bed.
‘What does this mean?’ I think.
I walk over to Char and gently tap her on the shoulder. She doesn’t move, so I try calling out her name. Still no reaction. Maybe she will wake up if I shake her. I go to put my hands on her shoulders but they go right though.
“AHH!!” I scream and back up. “THAT SHOULD NOT HAPPEN!!”
I look down at my hands, they look a little transparent. Looking at the rest of my body, I can see that it is slightly transparent as well. Looking around the room, I see a cup of water on the side table. I walk over to it and try to pick it up. My hand just passes right through it. I wouldn't be able to explain how I feel right now. The person I love is right in front of me but I can’t interact with her. She probably wouldn’t even be able to see me. My heart is in so much pain right now.
I walk over to the wall and sink down to the floor, feeling defeated. I start to feel tears roll down my cheeks. Before I can pull myself together, I start feeling myself being pulled away. The world starts to fade, and I begin to feel the wind against my face. The world comes back into view once more and I see a soccer field full of kids. I feel myself running alongside them.
I can hear the ref blow his whistle. One of the coaches, I assume he is mine because he is wearing the same shirt as my team, calls out the names of the players switching off.
“JIHOON, SEOKMIN, AND TAEKWOON OFF! CHAN, SEUNGCHAN, SOONYOUNG ON!” Our coach yells from the sidelines.
I jog off to the bench and sit down. I can feel exhaustion slowly making its way through my body.
Looking around the field, I see signs and banners indicating that this is the junior national championship. I can see other players wearing different coloured jerseys watching our game, probably checking out their competition. I look over to the scoreboard and see that my team is winning 7-4 with around ten minutes left in the game.
While I am engrossed in taking in the surroundings, the ref blows the whistle.
“TAEKWOON-AH! YOU’RE ON! JUNHUI YOU’RE OFF!” My coach yells.
I hop off the bench and go to join the players on the field. My coach stops me.
“Taekwoon-ah, I need you to go out there and make sure they don’t score any points. You are our best player, I am putting my faith in you.”
“Okay coach.” I hear myself subconsciously say.
Heading out to the field, I immediately see the ball coming towards me. I gain possession of the ball and start running with it. There is a guy beside me trying to steal the ball. I need to find someone to pass to quickly. I see Vernon and Wonwoo both open. I go to pass to Wonwoo but my body won’t cooperate, it keeps running towards Hansol. I try to pass to Wonwoo again but my body still won’t listen. I try running towards him, but something isn’t right. I look down at my feet but all I see is the ground. I stop and look back. I can see the younger me running towards the net with the ball. He kicks it and scores. The whole team cheers for him and he runs past me, his smile engulfing his face.
I look at the younger me, he looks so happy. I look down at myself, I am still transparent. ‘Why am I like this? What is happening?’ I stand in the middle of the field, not moving. Suddenly, a young Jisoo comes running towards me. I try to move out of the way but am too slow. But instead of running into me, Jisoo runs THROUGH me.
‘What kind of place is this? I can’t do anything and my body isn’t normal.’ I think as I watch Jisoo run away. Before I can think too much about it, the world starts to fade away.

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