The situation is still not understood.

    Why did I wake up in the studio I lived in as a college student and return to the past 14 years ago?

    All.

    I pinched my cheek hard, hoping it was a dream.

    “Ahh!! It hurts.”

    I clearly felt strong pain.

    If this were real, I would now be 23 years old.

    After being discharged from the military, I returned to school and was in the midst of attending college.

    Until yesterday, at the age of 37, I was a company slave all day long.

    When I woke up, I was back to my college days?

    I was dizzy at the thought that something like something out of a movie had happened to me.

    -Wheee!! Wow!!

    While my mind was still spinning and I was having a headache, I got a phone call.

    The owner of that phone was none other than Lee Ho-jin.

    I answered Hojin’s phone call, just in case.

    “Hello… ?”

    [What, are you really awake now?]

    “Oh, no. It’s been a while since I woke up.”

    I hoped Ho-jin remembered, but judging by his reaction, it doesn’t seem like he remembers at all.

    By the way, this guy’s voice has become much younger. Until yesterday, it was a voice that was ingrained in society.

    When I heard that I had an appointment, I tried my best to keep my head down.

    Of course, nothing came to mind. I have to remember what happened 14 years ago, but is that possible?

    “Hey, that… Did we plan to meet today?”

    [Do you already have dementia? We were supposed to meet yesterday.]

    “Oh, did you? sorry. I had a bit of a bad dream so I couldn’t remember.”

    [Don’t be late and come.]

    “Hey, the meeting place is… ”

    Before I could ask about the meeting location, the phone hung up.

    “You don’t have to tell me the meeting place and then hang up. Oh, I already told you yesterday, so there’s no need to say it.”

    If you look back on your memories from 14 years ago, there is a possibility that you will find out what your appointment is today and where you should meet.

    What was there?

    I thought about it like crazy for 5 minutes, but I couldn’t come up with anything.

    The only thing I remember is the place where I met Hojin whenever I had an appointment.

    I think we should go there first.

    I got out of bed and looked around the house.

    From what I remember, I thought it was a huge advantage to get a studio like this at the time.

    Compared to the house I slept in yesterday, it was infinitely smaller.

    The desk I used to use, the major books on the bookshelf, and the computer I used to use.

    It’s all the same as what I wrote in the past.

    I felt like I would be late for my appointment if I continued like this, so after washing up, I went outside and walked slowly down the street. Even though I am clearly moving my legs myself, I feel something unfamiliar.

    Something this vivid couldn’t have been a dream.

    An old cell phone in my hand. No, to be exact, it is the latest cell phone as of now, 14 years ago.

    It’s so different from the cell phone I used until yesterday that I’m unfamiliar with how to operate it.

    While waiting for the bus at the stop, I looked through my phone.

    From what I remember, I had the same habit of writing things down 14 years ago as I do now, so I’m sure I’ll be able to figure out a lot of things I don’t remember.

    “I have an appointment today… It was a guess. That’s why Hojin said that.”

    It’s a date. This is truly a promise that would happen to a college student of this age.

    While waiting for the bus, scrolling through my phone, I saw my reflection in the small mirror next to me.

    “… I was handsome when I was a college student.”

    Due to the stress of work and a broken lifestyle, I gained a certain amount of weight and my skin turned all over.

    At this time, I looked objectively and could be considered handsome.

    “How much of this handsome guy has to be irritated by society to have a face like that?”

    At that time, I felt a strange gaze from next to me.

    There was a woman standing at a bus stop where no one had been there until just a moment ago.

    It’s like they’re looking at me like I’m crazy.

    Well, since he is looking at his face and saying that he is handsome, it is worth looking at him like that.

    I stopped admiring my face and boarded the bus that arrived.

    The place where I made an appointment with Hojin was the main gate of the school. Since the appointment is a date, there is a high possibility that we will meet at the front gate.

    I got off the bus and walked down the street to the front gate of the school.

    Based on my body now, I am going to the place I went to yesterday, but my mind is going to the place I went 14 years ago.

    That’s how different everything felt.

    Starting with this freshness felt in the air, college couples seen nearby, friends gathering together, and even memorable college town restaurants.

    Although it was still absurd to suddenly go back 14 years, it didn’t feel completely negative.

    “Hey, Han Yu-chan.”

    “Uh, Hojin.”

    “But you didn’t come late. I thought it would be late because it seemed like anyone had just woken up.”

    “You said you didn’t wake up late.”

    It was quite different from the Hojin I was familiar with.

    Wrinkles in various areas that were severely visible until yesterday are no longer visible, and gray hair is no longer visible.

    Anyone can see that he looks like a decent college student.

    He looked nice too. It’s been so long that I’ve forgotten my old face.

    “Hey, what are those clothes?”

    “Why?”

    “I have a date, what should I do if you come dressed like that?”

    Since I knew upon arrival that my promise was a waste of money, my attire was something that could not be said to have been taken with any care.

    Although I didn’t come wearing sweats.

    Oversized short sleeves and slacks. And a thin cardigan. That was the end.

    Still, it’s not enough to hear things like that, is it?

    “Do you think I’m dressed too loosely?”

    “It’s not that much, but… Well, it doesn’t look overly decorated, so it looks good.”

    “So when does the dating start? I can’t see the other person.”

    “Of course I have to wait. We met about an hour early.”

    “Let’s meet an hour early to do something. We just need to meet 10 minutes in advance.”

    “It would be good if we could meet in advance and prepare properly.”

    Even at this moment, when I returned to the past, it has been three years since I first met and became friends when I was 20 years old.

    How can it feel this awkward?

    I think it’s because the only Hojin in my head right now is the Hojin of an office worker, not the Hojin of a college student.

    “Let’s both succeed today.”

    “Is there anyone who does it because they want to succeed? I’m just trying to make connections.”

    “… Who are you?”

    “What bullshit.”

    “The Han Yu-chan I know is not the type of person to say things like this.”

    In fact, I don’t even remember what I was like 14 years ago, so I have no idea how to act or say anything.

    When I was a college student, was I the type of person who wanted to meet women and have relationships somehow?

    “Until yesterday, I said I would definitely escape alone this time. Why did this guy change overnight?”

    “Oh, I guess so. I don’t remember.”

    “Hey, Han Yu-chan. Do you really have dementia? Why have you been like this since I called you in the morning?”

    “I had such a bad dream that I was out of my mind. Isn’t it too much to call a 23-year-old ‘dementia’?”

    “Oh, that’s right. Do you want to use my perfume too?”

    It seemed like there was a faintly nice scent from earlier, but I think it was because of the perfume Hojin had been spraying.

    Since using perfume can make a good impression on the other person, I did not refuse and lightly sprayed Hojin’s perfume.

    “It smells good. Did you buy it new?”

    “Hey, you gave this to me as a birthday present.”

    “Oh, that’s right.”

    “Isn’t it really painful at this level? People became strange overnight.”

    “I guess the dream was quite shocking.”

    “What was your dream?”

    Should I say that what happened until yesterday was a dream? Or should I say that this moment is a dream?

    This moment could be a dream. On the contrary, it may be that 14 long years were spent in a dream.

    Of course, the latter would make more sense.

    It’s this vivid. It feels like everything that happened yesterday was a dream.

    “That’s right. What kind of dream was it? It’s been a dream I’ve been living for over 10 years.”

    “Wow, that’s like some kind of movie.

    “That’s right. It’s like a movie. So I guess I’m dreaming now.”

    “It’s fascinating. Oh, I’ll be there soon. Let’s get ready.”

    There are about 10 minutes left until you meet the other person.

    Although I still can’t accept this moment as reality, I feel like I’ve returned to childhood, and a corner of my heart begins to pound.

    “There are also two people on the other side?”

    “Isn’t it obvious? I wonder if I didn’t even get the male to female ratio right?”

    “What kind of fruit is it?”

    “They are both English majors. For your information, there is one person I have some contact with, and this time I got a chance.”

    “… English department? What is the name of the person you have contact with?”

    “Huh? Kim Ye-rim.”

    The moment I heard those words, I felt pain as if my heart was sinking.

    And naturally, today’s events from the past passed through my mind.

    2 vs 2 betting. The two opponents are from the English Department. And the name of the woman who has some connection with Hojin is Kim Yerim.

    then…

    “Huh? There you are. Hello.”

    “Hello. Mr. Hojin.”

    “It’s been a while since I saw you, Yerim.”

    The face of the woman talking to Hojin seemed unfamiliar at first, but gradually it began to become familiar.

    “Ah, this is my friend I told you about last time.”

    “Hello, this is Shin Yujin. Nice to meet you.”

    The woman behind her appeared. Then he smiled lightly and introduced himself.

    Familiar faces and voices.

    A woman who is clearer and more familiar to me than anyone else in my memory.

    He made eye contact with me and said hello.

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