Ep:1 "The night I called you"
The rain had started before sunset.
Not heavy rain. Just the quiet kind that made the city look softer than usual.
Water slid slowly down the dormitory windows while distant city lights blurred against the evening mist. Inside Room 307, textbooks were scattered across beds, someone was complaining dramatically about assignments, and another girl was busy eating chips while scrolling through her phone.
Somewhere between the noise and laughter—
Pheona had fallen asleep at her desk.
Her pen still rested loosely between her fingers.
And then the dream began again.
The dream always began beautifully.
A calm evening sky stretched endlessly above her, painted in soft shades of blue and gold. Cool wind brushed gently against her skin while stars slowly appeared one by one across the darkening sky.
Everything felt peaceful.
Almost too peaceful.
Pheona stood silently beneath the evening sky, staring upward as distant city lights glowed warmly far away.
Then suddenly—
A shooting star crossed the sky.
Bright.
Beautiful.
Blinding.
Pheona’s eyes widened softly as she watched it fall across the heavens.
For one perfect second,
it felt magical.
Then everything changed.
The sky darkened violently.
The stars disappeared.
And before she could even breathe—
The world beneath her vanished.
Pheona gasped sharply.
Suddenly she was floating in endless space.
Silence surrounded her completely.
And there—
far below—
Earth was cracking apart.
Massive fractures spread across the planet like shattered glass while pieces of land slowly drifted away into darkness. Oceans split apart. Entire cities disappeared beneath collapsing light.
Pheona’s breathing became uneven.
“What… is happening…?”
Her voice sounded painfully small against the terrifying silence.
The earth continued breaking apart.
Falling.
Collapsing.
And then—
A hand reached toward her.
A boy stood before her among the collapsing stars.
She still couldn’t see his face clearly.
Never clearly.
Only fragments.
Dark hair moving against the windless darkness.
A familiar voice.
Eyes she somehow always forgot after waking up.
But his hand—
She remembered his hand every single time.
“Pheona.”
Her heart stopped.
The way he said her name felt strangely familiar.
Behind him, stars shattered into light while the universe itself seemed to collapse around them.
The earth below finally broke apart completely.
Pheona suddenly felt herself falling into darkness.
Terrifying.
Endless darkness.
Then the boy stepped forward quickly and reached his hand toward her desperately.
“Take my hand!”
Pheona stretched her trembling hand toward him—
And woke up sharply.
Her breathing turned uneven.
The dorm room slowly returned around her:
the ceiling fan spinning lazily above,
the faint smell of rain,
her roommates talking loudly in the background.
For a moment, she stayed completely still.
Again.
The same dream.
Pheona pressed her fingers against her forehead before slowly looking down at the notebook lying open on her desk.
Without thinking, she picked up her pencil.
And started sketching.
A hand.
Long fingers.
Faint veins.
A strange warmth she somehow remembered.
Every single dream was the same.
That boy.
That hand reaching toward her.
And every time she woke up,
her chest felt painfully empty—
like she had forgotten someone important.
“Girl, are you secretly becoming an artist now?” Keeta asked dramatically from the other bed.
Pheona immediately closed the notebook.
“It’s nothing,” she muttered softly.
Outside, the rain became slightly heavier.
The city lights reflected beautifully across the wet roads below the dormitory building. Pheona slowly stood up and walked toward the window, still unable to calm the strange feeling inside her chest.
Why did those dreams feel real?
And why did loneliness always follow after them?
Down on the road below, a boy walked quietly through the rain carrying a suitcase in one hand and a backpack over his shoulder.
His clothes were slightly wet from the drizzle.
But he didn’t seem to notice.
His expression looked distant, almost tired, as if his thoughts were somewhere far away from the city around him.
Kinozee.
He had left home less than an hour ago.
His mother’s worried eyes still lingered inside his mind.
“I can stay at the hostel, Mom,” he had said calmly while closing his suitcase. “It’ll be easier for everyone.”
Linda had tried stopping him.
But both of them already knew the truth.
Her new family needed peace.
And Kinozee loved her too much to become the reason she suffered between him and them.
So he left quietly.
Just like that.
As Kinozee crossed the road below the dormitory building, Pheona suddenly froze near the window.
Her heartbeat stopped for one terrifying second.
That feeling again.
No—
Stronger this time.
Her fingers slowly tightened around the window frame as she stared at the boy walking through the rain.
Something inside her chest hurt suddenly.
Like her heart recognized someone her mind didn’t.
Kinozee slowly looked up.
Their eyes met for the first time.
Pheona stepped back in shock.
The notebook slipped from her hand onto the floor.
“Pheona? What happened?” Keeta asked immediately.
But Pheona couldn’t answer.
She quickly pushed the window open despite the cold rain blowing inside.
“Zee ! "
