I Got Hit with TS
“Ow…”
As I lay in bed stroking my numb wrist, my phone buzzed.
This guy's way of asking for favors is a work of art.
I didn't hesitate and tapped the link to install the app Minseok sent.
How'd he know I was bored out of my mind?
Set your character.
The moment I opened the app, a pretty legit character creation screen popped up.
“Hmm…”
Might as well go all out and make it weird.
I crammed in my personal tastes and hit the complete button at the bottom of the screen.
Everyone harbors a secret desire to get TS'd. They just don't realize it.
Warning: Once set, your character cannot be changed. Confirm?
What's with the heavy drama for a chat app setup?
I snorted and hit confirm without a second thought.
Fwosh—!
“Gah…! My eyes!”
A blinding flash exploded from the phone like a stun grenade.
My vision went white, flickering, and a bizarre twisting sensation washed over my body.
“Ow… what the…”
Rubbing my throbbing eyes as I sat up, an overwhelming sense of wrongness hit me.
Instead of my familiar voice, a clear, cute soprano rang out.
My T-shirt slipped down, and a strange chill prickled my skin.
A ominous tingle raced down my spine, and I bolted straight for the bathroom.
“Oh… shit.”
Reflected in the bathroom mirror stood a middle-school girl with silver hair and perky white tiger ears—exactly like the Baek Arang I'd input into the phone.
“Haa…”
My tail, swishing near my butt, drooped limply to the floor, mirroring my mood.
“If I'd known this was gonna happen… I should've gone with the big-boobed girl build…”
I locked eyes with the stranger in the mirror, regretting my past choices.