This Is Not A Dream

"Stardust ... like cocaine?"

"My name is Haoran Maximillian Lee."

"I want to go on a date with you in Paris."

"Tonight, you'll sleep in my room, so I can watch over you."

"I want to get you used to living like a Lee."

"Hey, Stardust! I love you."

"A man should have a bucket list, don't you think? It'd be nice to see 24 sunsets with you one day."

"In the event I die, I don't want to be buried in a grave. I want it to be a tree. Just bury me in a garden and plant a nice tree on the top of my grave. That way, I can be useful."

Emma shook her head over and over again.

"No, Haoran... Stop talking about death, please. You can't die ... You're still so young. It's not fair ...!" Emma screamed.

She immediately opened her eyes and woke up with her body trembling and her chest panting.