[SOULMATE AU] [✓] He appeared as a silhouette in my dream, along with a warm summer breeze. But just as he came, he disappeared. Taking with him half of me. When the morning came, I could not remember his face. Still, his warmth remains. "Who are you? Why am I crying?" I whisper to myself in the dark, catching a few slipping tears on my hand. With a stinging in my heart, I make up my mind. What would you do if you kept meeting him over and over? Will you forget him? Will you remember? Most importantly, will you look for him?