The silk sheets smelled faintly of sour wine and a waste of space, but the real hangover hit when he opened his eyes to a strange bedroom.
His headache and nausea blotted out everything beyond a few feet, though he at least recognised the place wasn't his.
His stomach churned quite violently—not from anything he drank, cause he hadn't touched a drop last night.
In fact, all he'd been with was a game over screen before calmly setting down the controller and storming off to beat the shit out of a random parcel that had been lying around his room for a few days.
Nobody gets intoxicated from hitting parcels. And yet, here he was, miserable and nauseous.
For thirty frustrating minutes, he crawled and fumbled around, desperate for water.
When he finally realised the mug had been sitting just beside his bed, relief and annoyance similarly began to wash over him—but the worst of the hangover faded as he gulped it down.
He stared at the mug for a moment, weighing whether it deserved a punch or not.
And after a brief pause, he lowered his fist.
Another forty minutes later, feeling somewhat human again, he took in the room properly.
The bedroom was opulent—larger than an average apartment but decorated sparsely.
He also noted the structure was very unusual, with the king sized bed, the intricate carvings of the walls and chandelier above.
"Now where the fuck am I?" he rose from the bed and began to inspect his surroundings.
"Am I kidnapped? I am kidnapped. I sure hope a cutey comes to rescue me."
While joking by himself he walked past a large mirror.
At first, he didn't realise something was off, and didn't even bother to look for his reflection.
But suddenly he wanted to walked in front of the mirror again to see if what he saw from his peripheral vision was right.
Stopping on his tracks and without turning, he stepped backward until reaching the mirror.
There, turning his face, he looked at the reflection of a naked individual gazing at him—one with white hair tinged with sky blue colour, a harsh scarlet eyes and pale skin.
Would it be inaccurate to establish that this was not a common appearance for Asians?
At least he hadn't ever seen someone with such appearance before in real life. This includes him.
For this reason he easily identify this appearance wasn't his.
Setting aside the oily face and blushing cheeks due to alcohol, the appearance of the person in the mirror was something exotic.
He remember clearly a face like his own was on the common side, therefore the two couldn't be further different.
"So then, why are you imitating my movements?" Wiggling around and dancing in a goofy manner, he observed carefully.
"Haaaa..." Exhaling, he finally relaxed himself.
"This is... one of those things, isn't it? But... this person..."
He accepted it quite easily; after all, who are we kidding? This man has already read through all the slop novelpia have to offer.
'In a predicament such as this one, the Korean protagonist would've already started complaining, wouldn't they?'
After all, the person whose body he possessed was quite a hateable person, even for someone who tries to see the best in everyone.
But he wasn't like those guys who would start complaining about their ugly predicament, the author, the character, God, a random dog, or anything they could possibly remember, instead of being thankful they got a second chance at all.
So, even after understanding his situation, his mind was still at ease and didn't bother to react.
'Because a man getting jealous or in panick is the ugliest thing... Or kissing another dude... I don't know...'
He then looked at the mirror once more, slamming his arm lightly onto it.
"It is a truth universally acknowledged among readers, that a man in possession of a villain must be in wanting to survive—or gals... or both... or something like that... pffft!!!"
Initially, he tried to speak seriously, but by the end, his voice cracked and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
And so, this is the start of a journey, of an odd individual, who was granted a second chance in life.
Author's Note: Hello folks, just testing the water, drop a comment or give me power stone if you wished to see more of this flimsy guy.