This is a Dream, Right? (An EXO Fan fiction.)

Chapter 1

I stared up at the night sky, where a million stars shone so bright you can't help but admire them.

Was mother watching me? Beaming down at me with lost pride or would she look at me, disappointment etched into her face. Something I was all too familiar with.

Lost love and broken trust. A tear slipped and fell on the ground. Soon enough, tears trailed down my face, carving my sadness into it.

My life wasn't always like this. Everyday would be colorful, even on rainy ones but now... All I see are black and white, dull. So, so dull. As if the sun just couldn't reach me, leaving me alone.

That is until I heard EXO. They didn't brighten it up like magic but swallowed me up into an unknown world of happiness.

I memorized their dances, names, ages. It did seem interesting to find out more and more about them.

I was glad that they had good lives. As I was staring at the bright moon reflecting on the pond, I couldn't help but think of how all of EXO's pictures contained pure happiness within their smiles.

I sighed, yet another world I'm unfamiliar with. I want to explore, to find these emotions but seem to end up getting lost within my own maze of sadness and depression.

I sighed as I got up. Time to go to the one place I feared most; Home.

When I walked in I was greeted with the smell of alcohol and smoke. I coughed and coughed as if my life depended on it. I quickly got out of that place once more.

Doubling over, I breathed in and out. Regardless of my useless efforts, My asthma started to kick in.

I started wheezing and rapidly tried to search for help from something, someone. Although, I wasted my time on that tiny ray of hope as I remembered.

I remembered the smiles I used to get, the memories of fun and laughter. That is until those kind smiles turned to bitter smirks and hateful glances.

The same people who loved were the same that turned on me with the knife of hatred and malice.

When my asthma died down I decided to go to the mall. That crowded place was boisterous and packed with people with secret desires and masked intentions.

Regardless of that simple fact I went there anyway. To my luck EXO was playing in one of the shops.

I was thankful that my asthma was only activated when near smoke so I was fine when dancing or exercising.

It was an EXO fan shop, exclusively for people who loved their music. I found a special spot where you could dance to their songs and stood on the stage.

I selected the song 'Love Me Right'. When it started I felt my exhilaration rise. As I was singing and dancing I felt as though I was free. As though I could do anything.

Dancing always gave me that little ray of hope that I looked towards for support. For reassurance that I was alive, even if no one wanted me to be around.

When I finished I felt cheers and applause. I looked behind me and saw some fans waving at me saying things like I was awesome and amazing.

I smiled. It wasn't as true as I'd hoped. It was more to reassure myself that I was wanted in this world.

As I got out of the mall I realized that I had to go to work. I quickly ran past people who couldn't care less about my pathetic life. After 30 minutes of running I made it to 'Ramyeon For You!'.

When I walked in I was hit with the aroma of roses and flowers. I was not yet used to the calming effect the restaurant gave off.

I tried not to be lulled by it as I knew all the strict rules for the staff.

I quickly made my way to the staff door and opened the kitchen door. I put on a apron and tied my hair back, washing my hands afterwards.

I was rushed to the main cooking station and cooked all the things that were listed. Steam hit my face as I served the orders and as I was cutting the onions the stinging sensation in my eyes didn't help me one bit.

Instead it made my hand unsteady. I tried my best not to cut my hand and I thanked God that I didn't.

I had been working here for a few weeks now as my old working place was shut down. Something about the way one of the waitresses was hurting a customer.

I sighed as I recalled that day. I had to mop up some of the blood left from the unlucky soul that had been dragged into something vicious and unnecessary.

I finished my shift after 3 hours. I had drained all my energy by now, although I was tired I didn't want to go home.

Nevertheless, I knew I that I would have to face my dad. He didn't deserve such a title. A title of such great importance that you wouldn't understand until you were in my position.

I found him lying on the sofa, passed out and drunk from the alcohol. I sighed and grabbed a blanket from one of the cupboards. It was as blue as the sky. I put it on him and changed his position into a somewhat comfortable one.

I then prepared dinner. I got out all the necessary ingredients for curry and rice. When I finished I wiped some sweat off of my head.

As I ate I smiled a little. The flavor of the curry and rice together always lit up the food and gave me a bit of hope the I was still sane.

I sighed as I trudged up the stairs, hoping that one day I could just leave all this behind and start afresh.

As I lay down in my bed I new that I wouldn't be able to leave. Tears stung my eyes as they started flowing freely down my cheek.

Sadness laced each drop. I quickly wiped them away. I already know why. I still love my dad.

It nearly shamed me to admit it but was true. No matter what he did, I always put a blanket on him when I was a sleep, I gave him money, food.

I sighed as I drifted off to sleep.

All I wish is to dive into a colorful world with happiness and love. Although I knew that this was impossible I couldn't help but cling onto that thought, as if my life depended on it.

The sad thing was; it did.

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Hello! To all the nice people reading. I know you're all thinking.... Um... Where does EXO fit in with all this, right?

But trust me I'll make something happen. Something good, something unexpected... Well... Hopefully anyways.

:D You guys are amazing, stick with me will ya? Like glue! Lol. Just kidding!

P.S. Jae Eun lives in Seoul, Korea. Just thought you should know. Also, she isn't color blind if you were wondering. Everything just... Isn't the same for her.