Not Just Dreams
Title: Not Just Dreams
Author: andersenmom
Claim: Coed School
Prompt: Table 4: 41 - Awake
Fandom: rpf: Coed School
Rating: G
Word Count: 509
Summary: HyoYoung doesn't really understand what's happening to her.
Notes/Warnings: Part of the Mutant!verse created by dizzy_grace (I helped some, too).
Written for 50ficlets.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not true.
"I had a really weird dream last night," HyoYoung said to her sister that morning at breakfast.
HwaYoung looked up from her food and smiled. "Oh? What was it about?"
"You," HyoYoung said. "You snuck out of the house to meet... um, that boy. I can't remember his name."
HwaYoung stared at her, her smile fading. "What happened?" she asked.
"He gave you something. A piece of chocolate, I think." HyoYoung looked back down at her breakfast. "And then you came back in and went to sleep."
Her twin sister leaned closer and gripped her arm. "You were asleep," she hissed.
HyoYoung looked up, startled, and tried to pull her arm away. "Ouch! I did say it was a dream, right?" she asked, brow furrowed in pain. "I'm serious...." Her eyes widened suddenly. "You mean you did?" she asked, her voice lowered now, and she glanced at their mother. "Really?"
That just frightened her, and she pulled free of HwaYoung and fled to their bedroom, locking the door.
But... it was just a dream, right?
Every night, it got worse. More people, more events pressed in on her dreams. And then they began to leak into day time, when she made sure she was awake by pinching herself. After the first few times, asking people she knew about these dreams, she realized they weren't dreams, weren't visions, but she was somehow seeing them all at once, and she thought that she was going to go crazy.
By the time Shim ChangMin came to explain what had happened and why she kept seeing these things, she wanted to be admitted into a mental hospital, just for the medications that might keep everything out of her head.
His explanation made sense, and the opportunity to attend a school where others had the same sort of things happening to them (not like her, he was careful to explain, but they'd understand more than others might) sounded so much better than spending her life drugged she agreed immediately, to her parents' surprise.
"You're really going," HwaYoung said, sitting on her bed and watching HyoYoung pack.
"Yes," HyoYoung said, her eyes going unfocused for a moment. Then she shook her head. "I have to. I don't... I don't know what would happen if I stayed here."
"What could happen?"
HyoYoung smiled sadly at her sister. "You know they stone mutants in some parts of the world. And in some parts of Seoul."
HwaYoung gaped at her. "In Seoul?" she repeated.
HyoYoung nodded, going back to her suitcase. "Yeah. The kid they found dead yesterday, under the bridge? That's why. They thought he was a mutant."
"Was he?"
"I don't know," HyoYoung said, and closed the suitcase. "I'll keep in touch."
"Just don't tell mom and dad what I do," HwaYoung said.
HyoYoung laughed and hugged her. "Don't do anything I might want to tell them about," she said, then quickly grabbed her suitcase and left before she burst into tears.
It would be hard to live without her sister, but she'd manage. Somehow.
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Author: andersenmom
Claim: Coed School
Prompt: Table 4: 41 - Awake
Fandom: rpf: Coed School
Rating: G
Word Count: 509
Summary: HyoYoung doesn't really understand what's happening to her.
Notes/Warnings: Part of the Mutant!verse created by dizzy_grace (I helped some, too).
Written for 50ficlets.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not true.
"I had a really weird dream last night," HyoYoung said to her sister that morning at breakfast.
HwaYoung looked up from her food and smiled. "Oh? What was it about?"
"You," HyoYoung said. "You snuck out of the house to meet... um, that boy. I can't remember his name."
HwaYoung stared at her, her smile fading. "What happened?" she asked.
"He gave you something. A piece of chocolate, I think." HyoYoung looked back down at her breakfast. "And then you came back in and went to sleep."
Her twin sister leaned closer and gripped her arm. "You were asleep," she hissed.
HyoYoung looked up, startled, and tried to pull her arm away. "Ouch! I did say it was a dream, right?" she asked, brow furrowed in pain. "I'm serious...." Her eyes widened suddenly. "You mean you did?" she asked, her voice lowered now, and she glanced at their mother. "Really?"
That just frightened her, and she pulled free of HwaYoung and fled to their bedroom, locking the door.
But... it was just a dream, right?
Every night, it got worse. More people, more events pressed in on her dreams. And then they began to leak into day time, when she made sure she was awake by pinching herself. After the first few times, asking people she knew about these dreams, she realized they weren't dreams, weren't visions, but she was somehow seeing them all at once, and she thought that she was going to go crazy.
By the time Shim ChangMin came to explain what had happened and why she kept seeing these things, she wanted to be admitted into a mental hospital, just for the medications that might keep everything out of her head.
His explanation made sense, and the opportunity to attend a school where others had the same sort of things happening to them (not like her, he was careful to explain, but they'd understand more than others might) sounded so much better than spending her life drugged she agreed immediately, to her parents' surprise.
"You're really going," HwaYoung said, sitting on her bed and watching HyoYoung pack.
"Yes," HyoYoung said, her eyes going unfocused for a moment. Then she shook her head. "I have to. I don't... I don't know what would happen if I stayed here."
"What could happen?"
HyoYoung smiled sadly at her sister. "You know they stone mutants in some parts of the world. And in some parts of Seoul."
HwaYoung gaped at her. "In Seoul?" she repeated.
HyoYoung nodded, going back to her suitcase. "Yeah. The kid they found dead yesterday, under the bridge? That's why. They thought he was a mutant."
"Was he?"
"I don't know," HyoYoung said, and closed the suitcase. "I'll keep in touch."
"Just don't tell mom and dad what I do," HwaYoung said.
HyoYoung laughed and hugged her. "Don't do anything I might want to tell them about," she said, then quickly grabbed her suitcase and left before she burst into tears.
It would be hard to live without her sister, but she'd manage. Somehow.
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