Prologue
In life, a crisis is bound to strike someday. The kind that sends cold sweat trickling down your spine and turns your mind utterly blank. That crisis had now arrived right before my eyes.
“…Yuchan?”
Inside a room with opulent interior design.
I froze in an awkward half-crouch, underwear halfway off, completely flustered by the sight of her standing there before me.
W-what the hell is going on here?
My girlfriend had texted that she was coming over to my place, so I'd rushed to hop in the shower. Then, out of nowhere, a blinding flash erupted in front of me—and when I snapped back to reality, I was here.
“Ye… Yeonseo…”
She was my first love.
The room of my ex-girlfriend, the one I'd broken up with ages ago.