Baek Seungho is a proud member of society. At 34 years of age, he had accumulated various life experiences, and had learned how to deal with them.
He knows how to keep his composure in the right situations. Celebrating when he deserves celebration, bowing his head when he needs to look humble. Analyzing problems that come his way, and solving them in the most efficient way possible.
Baek Seungho takes pride in his adaptability.
That's right. The ever-changing schedule of being an editor, handling various authors in my hand, all at the same time. Adapting to different kinds of situations is what I'm best at. However…
Seungho gulped, and clenched his chest. The daunting steps of the handsome man in front of him instilled a chill down his spine.
As if it wasn't enough, the man's expression screamed utter disgust at his very existence. For the first time after being an adult, Baek Seungho didn't know how to react.
W, what? Why is he looking at me like that? I didn't do anything, though?
The man's frown dug deep into his brows.
"You fucking bastard… it was your plan all along, huh?"
"...What?"
Baek Seungho tilted his head, moving back while still dragging the white blanket to cover his naked body.
What does that mean? I really didn't do anything, though?! No, more importantly…
"W, who are you? What are you talking about? I'm innocent!"
Ding!
[System:
Name: Ryu Jinmu]
At that question, the system popped up in front of his face once more, which made him flinch.
T, that surprised me!
Baek Seungho narrowed his eyes to take a closer look at what the system sent him.
Ryu Jinmu? Who's that?
Distracted by the system, he failed to notice the man inching closer to him.
The handsome man named Ryu Jinmu scoffed,
"Ha! You're playing innocent? Really… You're amazing, aren't you? Trying to play dumb after all this time? I would've been fooled if I hadn't known any better."
"I really don't—"
Bang!
Jinmu kicked the wooden desk so loud, Baek Seungho felt as though his ears were ringing. The intensity of the man's glare left his body frozen stiff.
His hands got sweaty, unable to make a single move from the pressure.
Ding ding!
[System:
{Warning! Immense pressure detected!}
Skill: Soul Calming Cleanser (L)
Activated.]
Soul Calming…?
Baek Seungho's eyes widened as his mind suddenly relaxed, as if a cool wind passed by and coated his entire body, leaving his whole being feeling refreshed.
Ryu Jinmu grabbed his black coat at the bed and glared at him,
"Listen. If you don't wanna die, then I'd better not see your face anymore after this, Baek Haemin."
"Hae…m—?"
The handsome man slammed the door on him before he could even finish his sentence. Baek Seungho was left sitting on the floor with a dumbfounded expression.
"...What the fuck?"
Baek Haemin? He said Baek Haemin? Who the hell is Baek Haemin?
Seungho stood up,
"No, did he just threaten me? Me? Ha… fucking… unbelievable. Seriously, people are crazy… Baek Haemin, he said? I'm Baek Seungho, you know! Baek Seungho! Not Baek Haemin, but Baek Seungho!"
He couldn't help but scream in the empty room, pointing at the closed door where the man, Ryu Jinmu, came out.
"Phew…"
He dragged the blanket along with him and noticed the mirror on the wall. Seungho took a look at himself, which he quickly regretted.
"T, this is…"
He caressed his face, his hair, and his chest. Carefully feeling every inch of his body with eyes so wide, they might as well pop out.
"What… is this? No way… no, no, no, no, no! No way, no way!"
Baek Seungho, 34 years old. He has muscles that he always proudly showed off whenever he could. A sculpted jawline that he worked hard for after years of carefully watching his diet, along with daily routine of gua sha massage.
Not to mention, his jet-black hair that highlights his masculine features, which he so much cherishes, has now become…
…gone! They're all gone!
He looked at the face in the mirror with a tear wanting to come out. He leaned in closer, shook his head, and pulled his now light-brown hair just to make sure he's looking at his own reflection.
"No… excuse me, who are you?"
His blurring vision didn't help at all.
Ding!
[System:
{Status Window}
Name: Baek Haemin (Baek Seungho)
Age: 22, ???
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Type: Support
Rank: SS
…]
His hand flinched as the system popped out once more, answering the question he had asked. When he narrowed his eyes, the tears finally flowed out.
"Baek… Haemin?"
He asked the screen that looked like it came out of a game but it only stood still in silence.
"This is… Baek Haemin? I am Baek… Haemin?"
He looked at the mirror, feeling completely helpless at the situation. He continued to move around in front of the mirror, but the man in the reflection kept on doing the same thing he was doing.
He touched his skinny shoulders while his lips pouted.
My muscles… Wait! Junior! What about my junior?!
He frantically rummaged underneath the blanket, and heaved a sigh of relief once he confirmed he still has his beloved junior below.
It's a bit smaller than what I used to have, but I guess it's still fine. Anyway…
"Haa… seriously, what's happening?"
He touched his throat.
Even my voice changed. Did I really transmigrate? To this body? In a different world?
The room he's currently in didn't seem to be that different from the one he came from. He couldn't tell if this was just a bad joke, a bad dream, or nothing but a bad imitation of the world he used to know.
Baek Seungho sat on the floor with an empty look. His tears dried up, and his mind exhausted. He scanned the luxurious decors surrounding him which he found hilarious.
The door creaked open as a woman sneakily peeked around the room. Her face beamed when she saw Haemin's face.
She didn't hesitate to run to him and hug him.
"Waa, young master! I was so worried about you, Haemin-nim*! I'm so glad I finally found you! I looked everywhere for you, you know? I entered every single room just to look for you. Do you know how I got here?"
Seungho flinched at this sudden hug from a stranger, looking all worried for him. He has no idea who she is, so he just lets her hug him without saying anything.
Eh? Who are you? Young master? Am I a chaebol now or something?