“Still, I’m glad you weren’t hurt too much. How could you have been such a kid for so long… Ugh.. Okay, let’s just stop talking.”

    My head is pounding. My stomach was pounding, and the tangled mess of memories was pressing on me as if the threads refused to unravel.

    “Well, mom, I’m going to go to work, so please don’t cause trouble. I probably won’t be able to come home for a while because of work. You know you have to call if anything happens, right?”

    As my blurred vision gradually brightens, what I see is an unfamiliar space that appears to be a hospital room. And there was a woman dressed in a suit at the door.

    She was looking at me with eyes that were worried, but at the same time full of concern.

    “Ji-woon, you have to answer what mom said, right?”

    “Uh… huh?”

    “Answer!”

    “Ne.. yes…? Yes!”

    “…Why is this guy suddenly saying something polite? Just now, he was about to throw the flower pot next to him.”

    With a puzzled look on her face for a moment, the woman took the unexpected phone call and hurriedly left. From the urgent movements of her body, one could guess that she was busy with work.

    Anyway, that was a minor thing. It has to be trivial. Compared to the situation I am in now.

    “Where on earth is this…?”

    Even though I just woke up, I felt that everything that made up me had changed. An unfamiliar hospital bed. A strange woman who calls herself mother. And even the tanned skin color that glimmers in my vision.

    As soon as I saw my hands, which had never been within the range of skin color in my life, I quickly looked around and tried to find a mirror.

    I already knew something was wrong. I was able to intuitively realize that my body was not my usual body without having to look in the mirror.

    But just in case. I couldn’t even lose the faint hope that all of this was just my imagination or a dream. He said this was just in my imagination. It’s just that the circuit in my head malfunctioned.

    However, as I looked into the mirror like that, I couldn’t help but feel that even the slightest thread of hope was being ripped away.

    Blonde hair. Skin tone that looks as if you have been tanned. A threatening impression. Even at a glance, you can see more than three or four piercings. And his physique looks quite sturdy for his age.

    The being who should have stuck out his tongue and shouted ‘Woohyo~~’ at any moment was making eye contact with me in astonishment.

    “Wait a minute, the name is Jiwoon. Could that name be…!!?”

    A name spoken by a woman who called herself mother. And even the appearance of the golden sun in perfect harmony.

    It didn’t take long for me to realize that this was one of those old games I had played before.

    Lee Ji-woon, the villain in the game. A typical gangster rival who opposes the protagonist and harasses the heroines by committing all kinds of evil and atrocities.

    In his words, after being sent to a juvenile detention center, he dedicated his ass to the dozens of gay people there.

    I still can’t forget the illustration of Geumtaeyang crying while casting Ahegao Double Piece.

    “I was chased.”

    Yes, I was chased.

    That too, a lot.

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