After the college entrance exams, I got into the university of my dreams.
But one summer morning, I woke up as a beautiful girl.
Dad saw me and frowned, smoking silently. Mom just smiled and said, “I’ve always wanted a daughter. Your dad just wasn’t up to the task.”
To start over at an unfamiliar university, I had no choice but to completely change my appearance in the next two or three months.
I thought I’d be able to start a new life at college without a hitch, but on the very first day of classes, I ran into the one person I absolutely couldn’t let see me: my childhood friend!
Should I tell them everything, or let our friendship live on only in my memories?
As the truth slowly comes to light, can our friendship ever go back to the way it was?
Come on, man, you really didn’t recognize me?
Wait, you’re being so gentle. I’m not used to this!
Holy crap, why are you getting closer and closer?
Huh? Why are you suddenly confessing to me?
Me (fidgeting with my fingers): “Um, sorry, but there’s someone I like...”
You’re still not giving up?
Me (whispering): “Actually, one of my roommates likes you. How could I steal someone else’s crush?”
Wait, my roommates are all helping you win me over?
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Me (spreading my hands helplessly): “You’d better think this through. I’m a lot worse than you think.”
You’re okay with that too?
Why are you so persistent?
What do you even like about me?
Huh? I remind you of a friend?
...I-is that so?
Me: “Then it’s a deal. Don’t you dare regret it!”
