Ji-hun shouted once again, "Get away from my sight, before I kill you!"
Dae Jung looked at him, and shook him vigorously to wake him up. As soon as Ji-hun opened his eyes, he stood up from the bed instinctively, and moved forward a few steps, saying "I will really kill him!" His face immediately fell, "Oh no! She must need me right now!" He whirled around, to find and comfort her, only to come face-to-face with Dae Jung who had been standing by his bed; their faces reflecting the confusion that was evident in each other's expressions.
After letting out a deep sigh, Dae Jung asked him gently, so as to not startle him. "You saw the dream again, didn't you?"
Ji-hun felt like someone had pushed him from the summit of his dreams and made him fall on the harsh grounds of reality!
He sat on the bed, panting; the excess rush of adrenaline was still affecting his actions, and the anger was still lingering in his eyes.
