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So... why do I have to attend high school all over again?

I mean, I get that the body I'm in is currently in the second year of high school, but still...

It's just so boring. I commend my past self for making it through, even during the dullest of dull moments.

But if I want to build a better life for myself, that means I have to attend and actually do well in my classes.

Seonryeong Academy...

That was the academy I, Hyeomak Ryun, attended in high school.

Still, I barely made any friends there. The only real friend I had back then was Jaehyun, and even that doesn't count since he was my childhood friend!

Anyway, I should probably check Seon Areum-suk's phone.

I reached for the phone from where I last left it on the bed.

"Oh wow."

Realizing that it had no passcode, I unlocked it—bam!

A flood of notifications and messages bombarded the screen.

Jeez, this girl really didn't bother clearing her notifications.

I scrolled through her apps, searching for any valuable information about her.

"Ooh. I see..."

As I went through her photos and personal files, it seemed like she had a similar upbringing to mine.

Not many friends, mostly introverted—but the difference?

She was well-liked and popular in high school.

I, on the other hand... wasn’t much of a talker, so I was neither popular nor particularly well-liked.

I stood up, pacing around her room, looking for anything else I could tinker with.

Opening the wardrobe, I found a collection of frilly, stylish outfits.

"They're nice..."

Muttering to myself, I inspected some of the clothes.

But wait... am I really going to wear these when I go out?

These frilly, skin-exposing, borderline-embarrassing outfits that would crush every last bit of my image as a man from my past life?

Wouldn't it be better to just wear a plain white tee and a pair of shorts?

Ugh, but that would make me feel conscious about myself.

Forget it! I'm gonna live a new life, right? There's no need for my old habits like dressing like a bum or never taking a bath everyday!

...

I let out a sigh, sitting on the bed as I wondered what to do next.

"I wish I could play something right now to pass the time. If only Seon Areum-suk had a computer in her room—"

Grumble.

Grumble.

Oh right... it's already lunchtime, and I haven't eaten anything yet.

I hesitantly got up, holding my stomach in hunger.

But wait—what exactly am I going to say to her parents? Or her little brother?

How am I supposed to act like Seon Areum-suk!?

I-I mean, I know how I should act, but...

I don't know if I can pull it off. And what if they start getting suspicious of me?

No—what matters right now is finally getting something to eat!

I slowly opened my bedroom door, which creaked loudly in return.

Crap! Why is it so loud!?

I carefully made my way down the stairs, trying my best not to draw attention.

But as I walked toward the kitchen, something dawned on me.

Wow... her family is definitely rich. This place is huge.

I mean, their house is way bigger than a mansion!

It's like every corner I turn, I see another hallway filled with rooms and stuff!

As I walked through the halls, I came across a botanical garden, filled with various plants and colorful birds.

"It's... nice."

But now's not the time for that—I’m starving!

Tiptoeing into the kitchen which was right around the corner, I noticed something was off.

There was no noise coming from the rest of the house.

No bickering, no footsteps, nothing.

Does that mean... I'm home alone?

"Heh."

I chuckled, finding it funny how, once again, I was alone.

But as I approached the kitchen table, I noticed a note left behind—probably from her mom.

The note read:

"Sweetie, we won’t be able to cook for you since your little brother has an upcoming tournament this week. To support him, we decided to stay with him until next Saturday. Order whatever you want, sweetie!"

As I finished reading, my eyes sparkled with relief and joy.

At the corner of the table, there was a pouch filled with cash that my mom left!

"Haah... how lucky am I to end up in a situation like this..."

I pulled out my phone from my pajama's pocket and, without hesitation, opened a delivery app, scrolling for something to satisfy my cravings.

Jeez... I really don’t learn, huh?

Old habits die hard.

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