Glittering eyes stood in the dark. His cheek bones reminded me of an angel's face. He went through the school yard to his dorm room. The cold wind of September was blowing in the field. He all the time looked around as searching for someone if they're following him. He looked like an angel and then it all disappeared. I woke up in my bed in my dorm room. It was so weird and real. I don't even know who he is and why I dream of him? But I know that this cannot be a dream, it was too real, too alive. Instead, place in dream was already seen. That's my school yard. And I'm currently in my school dormitory. Though I'm just thinking of suspicion, but it was more likely to be another dream of an angel-like boy, and this was not the first time. This was already the tenth time after the disaster that happened to my family. Everyone said that it was a car crash, but if it was not just a car crash? If someone did that? If it was not a coincidence? Maybe this dream is not a coincidence too? Maybe everything is arranged by some kind of power. I call it curse, but I do not tell anyone about it, not even my heartfelt best friend. But again, maybe this is just because of the little stress that afflicts me with every new school year. Maybe I made everything up again in my head? Therefore, until I don't know the answer to all the questions, I will not say anything about the angel-like boy to anyone. I have no time for the visits of the therapist. They are just dreams...