" Is that so?" I'm losing hope as I said it, I thought to myself, what in case Jung-moon is an old member? He will never pass in this entryway. I sighed. "Yes," the guard replied. "What about the two Koreans that I saw some time before, did you see them here once more?" I asked him, interestedly. "Since then, they have not returned yet, I think they have not passed to become a member,"
"Even if a member recruit them?"
"Perhaps,"
"But why?" I baffled.
"As I told you before, there's a lot of challenges in this club," The guard said.
I thought it was truly difficult to be a part there, but why am I so inquisitive and fascinated by that club. "Do you know any member here?" The guard asked me. "No, I didn't know anyone," I replied. "Well, in the event, if I'm with you, do not come back anymore, because no matter what you do, you may never be a part here, I guarantee you," he stated. But I refused to accept what he said. "Maybe my boyfriend in Korea was a member here, I want to see him," I blurted out. "It's hard to know that, since everybody who enters here is wearing a face mask, you may not recognize them, indeed I, don't know who they are," said the guard as he shook his head. I felt disappointed. "They are distinctive races, and they dressed in an unexpected way than standard individuals, and I think they are all excellent and nice looking, I can see it in their eyes, but as it their eyes," said the guard. "I'm indeed more strange for what you said, I need to know what that club is," I insisted.
"Even though I want to, but I don't know what's going on inside, I am also as curious as you, even if I was a guard, I don't know anything, so are you," he scoffed.
"What will happen when you become a member?" I ask eagerly.
"From what I see it looks fantastic, because all the young people who come in here are upbeat whenever they coming in or coming out, and they are always excited," said the guard and he told me to go home.
I did nothing but to walk away. I thought to myself that this could be my last visit in that club, as the guard said, I will never be a member there since I didn't know anyone. And maybe, I am just overthinking because of Jung-moon.
…
That night, I went to bed early.
And while I was sleeping, I suddenly had a dream.
I dreamed that Jung-moon was standing outside the door of Octagon club, he is wearing an unusual outfit, with a strange face mask on. "Jung-moon!" I called out and drawing nearer to him.
But he turned around and back away.
"Hey! Wait for me Jung-moon!" I called out.
And he suddenly looked back.
"Who are you?" He says.
"Don't you remember me, I'm Kirstein!" I said tearfully.
He looked at me carefully.
"Kirstein, please, get away from here! You are not belong here!" He muttered in annoyance and he backed away.
I chased after him, but he quickly got inside the club, and the door was shut, and left me alone outside. I kept knocking the door, but the guard restrained me to do it, and he drove me away. "Stay away from him!" the guard sternly said. "I want to see him!" I begged . "No, its forbidden!" the guard shouted out.
And there, I suddenly woke up with tears dripping in my eyes.
And because of that dream, I became even interested in going back there.