A white face and big eyes that make you look like you are half-Russian.

    A sharp nose.

    Jihoon Kim is a sickly handsome boy who is more handsome than me, even though I feel resentful.

    And three knight-like yandere women who pamper and treat him like a princess.

    I wanted to run up to him right now, grab him by the collar, and shake him, asking him what he had done to me.

    But now I’m on my way to school.

    There is too much attention.

    Moreover, if I attack like a lion, the three women who look up to Kim Ji-hoon like a princess will use their might to stop me.

    Now is not the time.

    You have to take advantage of the opportunity.

    He must have seen me coming up the stairs, too, and he looked shocked.

    But soon he turns his gaze away from me with a bitter and cold smile.

    As expected, all good-looking guys are unlucky.

    In order to hear the full story of the evil things he did to me, I had to aim for a time when Kim Ji-hoon was alone.

    The perfect time would be when you go to the bathroom.

    Even if a man has trouble entering the women’s bathroom, he is generously forgiven by the women.

    Or rather, if a cute guy can’t go into the women’s bathroom, he could end up being sexually harassed by the women.

    However, if a woman accidentally enters the men’s restroom, she is likely to be misunderstood as a pervert.

    Not only are they misunderstood as perverts, but they end up in prison as hidden camera criminals or would-be rapists.

    In fact, if you look at the news, there are frequent cases where a woman in her 30s, unable to control her sexual desire after drinking, hid in the toilet stall of a men’s restroom, and then threatened with a knife a man in his 20s who stopped by the bathroom to do some business and raped him.

    So, no matter how much the women protect Kim Ji-hoon like bodyguards, they cannot follow him to the men’s bathroom.

    After organizing my thoughts, I eagerly climbed the stairs to the culture building.

    The hot summer sun and over 100 stairs.

    Sweat is running down my white shirt.

    It was so hot that I unconsciously folded the sleeves of my white shirt and rolled them up.

    Then……

    A murmur is heard from behind.

    “The kid in the white shirt is sexy. Look at that bronze skin and strong forearms. If you rub my pussy with that hand, I’m confident it will go away within 10 seconds.”

    “Let’s see! What a rude bitch. That’s what you say to a boy who looks like such an innocent little brother. Is that all it is? If it was that size, I would cut it in 5 seconds. Confident. Ah, my uterus has been shaking since morning.”

    As expected, a university full of women is full of lively sex drips that start in the morning.

    ha…….

    It’s been almost a week since I was possessed in a world where men and women were reversed.

    It’s still not easy for me to get used to the fact that girls who look as innocent and cute as girl group idols naturally say perverted things that only girl-starved adolescent boys would say in the world I used to live in, but I get strangely excited every time I hear those words.

    I entered the classroom where the liberal arts class was held, enjoying the women’s leering gaze at the forearm muscles showing through the white sleeves and the buttocks sticking out of the jeans.

    But somehow, by some coincidence, this time, the pretty boy Jihoon Kim was taking the same class as me.

    There are suspiciously many classes that overlap with Jihoon Kim’s.

    But now that I think about it, the understanding of Western art history in this liberal arts class is taught by Professor Heo Dang, who is known for giving good grades as long as you attend well.

    hmm……….

    If you sign up for the course quickly, it’s a class that could easily overlap.

    I am not interested in Western art history at all, but I remember clicking to sign up for this class as soon as the course registration period started because my seniors said they gave good grades.

    Perhaps Kim Ji-hoon was replaced by the women of his personal guard, right?

    He is an unlucky guy but also enviable.

    I pretended to look at my phone and glanced at Jihoon Kim.

    But just in time.

    The guy gets up from his seat.

    “I’m going to the bathroom, so don’t follow me. No, and when I looked at it, why did my older sisters come to the classroom? There are no classes!”

    After hearing what he said to Jihoon Kim, the women in his SS bowed their heads.

    Taking advantage of this moment, Jihoon Kim quickly leaves the classroom and walks toward the bathroom.

    Opportunity for those who wait!

    I quickly got up from my seat and followed Jihoon Kim.

    Since you are on your way to the bathroom anyway, there is nothing to worry about if you catch his eye.

    So I followed him into the bathroom.

    uh? The guy who is supposed to be there is nowhere to be seen in the bathroom.

    Are you at least pooping?

    Check the toilet stall.

    -Quick!

    However, there are no people in all three toilet stalls.

    I have an ominous feeling.

    And then, an unlucky, gloomy voice comes from behind.

    “Who are you looking for?”

    You can tell without looking back.

    A voice as delicate as a girl’s.

    This is Kim Ji-hoon.

    This sneaky bastard had dug a trap and was waiting for me.

    However, there are no women here to protect him.

    And a guy who looks physically weak is no match for me.

    You may think you’ve set a trap, but the real trap is you!

    Thinking like that, I look back with fierce eyes.

    – Round and round!

    The world begins to spin.

    That unpleasant feeling of dizziness I felt when I ran into him in the classroom on Tuesday.

    And then I hear this guy’s little joke.

    “Don’t worry too much. I’ll use it for one day and return it to you. And please take care of me in the meantime.”

    “What on earth are you talking about? Ugh…….”

    I tried hard to come to my senses, but the more I tried, the more my body sank to the bathroom floor.

    -Rurg, rumble.

    I stumbled and fell down helplessly on the bathroom floor.

    and,

    Watching that…

    me???????

    weird.

    Why do I have two?

    But my worries did not last long.

    Because after falling down, I jumped up like a zombie on the bathroom floor, looked at my current self with cold eyes, and started to walk out the bathroom door at a leisurely pace.

    And the moment I took a step to catch myself, who had become like a zombie.

    Feeling drowsy and tired.

    My eyelids slowly began to droop due to the irresistible temptation of sleep.

    Hmm……

    What on earth happened to this?

    That was the last thought I had before falling asleep.

    * * * * *

    Usually everyone has this experience.

    A languid spring afternoon.

    I closed my eyes without realizing it, intoxicated by the cool breeze blowing through the windows and the smell of flowers.

    And when I open my eyes again,

    I feel happy, feeling the same refreshing and cozy feeling as when I slept soundly in my mother’s arms as a child.

    If I had to express my feelings right now, it would be exactly like that.

    The pleasant coziness and smell I felt from my mother when I was young.

    Haam……

    I slowly yawned and opened my eyes.

    And the affectionate voices you hear.

    “Jihoon!”

    “Jihoon Ahhh! Phew! How worried I was!”

    “Ugh. Jihoon. are you okay? Is it okay?”

    huh? Jihoon? Is that unlucky bastard even next to me?

    I opened my eyes and looked around.

    However, where I am now is not school.

    It was on a bed covered with a luxurious white cashmere blanket.

    And around me…

    Kim Ji-hoon was nowhere to be seen, and only his three SS girls were looking at me with worried eyes.

    When I, confused, tried to get up, a woman with yellow blonde hair down to her waist and an innocent and clean-looking face forced me to lie down again and spoke.

    “Jihoon, you shouldn’t overdo it yet. Let’s rest a little longer. huh? I was so scared when Jihoon suddenly collapsed at school. The hospital said they didn’t know the reason. When I think about that time, my heart still hurts…. So Ji-hoon. Just lie down a little longer. My sister will quickly make abalone porridge and bring it.”

    What the hell is going on!

    Why do you keep calling me Jihoon?

    ha……..

    I closed my eyes again and thought about the time I had been bullied by Kim Ji-hoon earlier.

    And what he said when he saw me falling down.

    [I will use it for one day and return it to you…]

    To write just for that one day. if!

    I opened my eyes again and spoke to the innocent-looking woman with yellow blonde hair.

    “Hey, if you have a mirror, could you give me a mirror?”

    “Mirror? okay. Jihoon. By the way, did Jihoon have a serious head injury? Use honorifics that you don’t normally use…”

    Seeing as he keeps saying Jihoon while looking at me, I think my thoughts are right.

    But I still need to confirm for sure to believe it.

    A woman with yellow blonde hair speaks to a woman with short hair and bewitching cat-like eyes.

    “Suji, Jihoon wants to look in the mirror. Quickly bring a mirror.”

    “IC. Why, you don’t order Eunjeong’s food, but you always order it for me.”

    “So? Now Jihoon wants to look in the mirror, but you don’t want to bring it?”

    “Oh, no. That’s not it. I’ll get it quickly. If it’s for our Jihoon……”

    After a while, a woman with short hair came with a mirror and held it out to me.

    “Jihoon, here’s the mirror. But Jihoon doesn’t have to look in the mirror. Because you’re always handsome.”

    It’s true that I was possessed by that Kim Ji-hoon guy.

    I saw that a woman with short hair also called me Jihoon Kim.

    Still, I have to check it with my own eyes.

    I took the mirror and turned it on my face as I entered.

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