At first, I had only dozed off while doing my homework.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't in my own bedroom. I was in a place that looked, well, extremely poor.
I felt something under my feet and looked down. There was a black-haired boy in a suit. He wore a slightly oversized black coat, and one eye was wrapped in bandages. He looked rather pitiful.
Hmm... There was also a shoe print on his face. It looked like I had stepped on him.
...I think I understood what had happened.
Without thinking, I reached up and touched my neck. The skin felt smooth, and there was no Adam's apple.
Well, I thought, this should be interesting.
Things to know before reading:
1. Since the heroine transmigrates while dreaming, some parts of this story may make you feel like you're dreaming too (? )
2. Haven't thought of anything else yet.
