...Am I dreaming?
The darkness of dawn heavily shrouded the Revolutionary Army base. It was a time when everyone should be in a deep sleep. However, one person remained awake, spending the night without rest.
Kyuhyun's room at the Revolutionary Army base. He tossed and turned on his bed, unable to fall asleep. Eventually, with a short sigh, he sat up.
Lately, that child appeared in his dreams unusually often. Even though nine years had already passed, the memory of that day refused to fade. The sensation of that small, pale hand weakly gripping his own. The image of him quietly closing his eyes while bleeding from his head, never letting go of his hand until the end, was as vivid as if it happened yesterday.
...Ha.
Exhaling a low sigh, Kyuhyun slowly sat upright. His gaze inadvertently drifted toward the window where moonlight seeped through, and he brushed back his messy hair while looking outside.
Then, his gaze stopped at one spot.
Though it wasn't clearly visible due to the darkness, a small figure seemed to be sitting hunched over on the ground.
...For some reason, that figure overlapped with the child in his memories.
...No, that's impossible.
Did he just wake up and see a hallucination? Kyuhyun let out a hollow chuckle and swept back his bangs.
Let's not worry about it.
He tried to brush it off, but his heart wouldn't follow suit. It was more strange not to be concerned when he saw someone with a small frame crouching alone in the pitch-black darkness at this late hour.
In the end, Kyuhyun quietly stood up. Even as he left the room, having roughly thrown on the coat that was hanging on the wall, his head was filled with useless thoughts.
...It's just that it might be dangerous.
If someone is outside alone at this late hour, it's only right to say something. Nothing more, nothing less.
So don't get emotional, Lim Kyuhyun.
He stepped outside, bracing himself.
But that resolve wavered the moment he stepped out.
The moment the small figure crouching in the darkness came into view, his heart began to throb violently with an unknown sense of anxiety.
Coming out of the base, Kyuhyun cautiously walked toward the small figure. With each step closer, the blurry shape became increasingly clear.
...He looks like him.
It was only his back, but the hair color. The small frame. Everything overlapped strangely with the child in his memories.
...No.
There was no way.
My brother is already dead.
He's definitely just someone who looks similar.
He tried to reason with himself. He knew better than anyone how devastating it felt to have expectations crushed after harboring vain hopes.
But contrary to his mind, his mouth did not follow his will.
...Guest?
It was a voice almost unconscious. The name of his own brother, which he thought he would never call again, quietly flowed through the night air.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22