....Ishita....
Five minutes.
Five minutes until midnight.
Five minutes until I return to my own body.
My name is Ishita. I was an author — an ordinary woman from a middle-class life. An orphan, yes, but never truly poor. I had enough to live comfortably.
Last New Year, when the clock struck twelve, I opened my eyes in someone else's body.
Avy.
Second-generation business heir. A woman feared in the corporate world. The so-called dictator of the business empire.
And I knew nothing about business.
Fortunately… I had her memories.
I knew she disliked anyone touching her things. I knew she didn't get along with her siblings — her businessman brother and her doctor sister. I knew how carefully she guarded her world.
So I didn't interfere.
I handed the company to her brother for one year. I stayed mostly inside her room. I used only what was necessary — her phone, her laptop. I created a new anonymous account and continued writing novels. No one knew it was me. No one knew "Avy" was publishing stories in secret.
I didn't spend her money recklessly.
Only birthday gifts.
A watch and keychain for her brother.
A locket set for her sister.
Nothing more.
I did not want to ruin her place in this world.
Outside, fireworks are already beginning.
It's almost time.
Avy… you're coming back now.