I Wanted an Ordinary Life, But This World Has Almost No Men
I wanted to live an ordinary life in my next incarnation. That had been my only wish as I drew my last breath. Yet the moment I opened my eyes again, I realized something was very wrong.
The world I had reincarnated into was nothing like the one I remembered. Cars still ran on roads, smartphones still glowed in every hand, and the latest K-pop hits still blared from café speakers. At first glance it looked exactly like modern South Korea. But one glaring difference changed everything.
There were almost no men.
I learned the ratio was roughly ten thousand women to one man. One. The few males who existed were protected by law, pampered by society, and treated like national treasures. Men didn’t work dangerous jobs. Men didn’t serve in the military. Men were exempt from nearly every hardship, because losing even one of them was considered a national crisis.
And now I was one of them.
My name in this life was Shinwoo. A healthy, twenty-year-old Korean man in perfect condition. In other words, I had reincarnated as the rarest, most valuable resource on the planet.
At first I thought it might be a dream. Then I thought it might be a curse. Because everywhere I went, women stared at me like I was a walking lottery ticket wrapped in a luxury brand suit. Their eyes held hunger, obsession, and something far more dangerous—absolute, unshakable possessiveness.
I just wanted to live quietly, maybe run a small bookstore, drink coffee in peace, and never stand out. But in a gender-reversed world where men are more precious than gold, an ordinary life may no longer be an option.
Because they’ve already started looking at me.
And once they look, they don’t look away.