Sungjong’s POV:

What was that dream about? That’s strange. I opened my eyes and this white light attacks my eyes. Where am I? Damn, my head hurts.

I sit up from where I’m lying now and I see… someone’s head on the bed. Himchan hyung?

“Himchan hyung?” I called out. Wait, what fu- why does my voice sound so girly? Wha-

“Jinah!” Himchan hyung calls out after shooting his head up to look at me with puffy eyes. I blinked, was hyung crying?

Wait! Did he just say ‘Jinah’?

“Hyung, Jinah’s not here.” I’m creeped out now. WHY DOES MY VOICE SOUND SO FEMININE?! They sound like they’re Jinah’s… wait…

Himchan hyung looked at me with his head tilted. He looked worried, “What are you saying, Kim Jinah? Why are you calling me hyung?”

I widened my eyes at his question. Why did he call me Jinah? What’s going on here? Where am I? Is this a prank? Just to confirm my gender? AGH. Stupid questions unanswered. This makes my head much more painful. Wait, why is it painful? Another question unanswered; I want lemon candy…

“I’m not Jinah, hyung. I’m Sungjong. How could you not know that?” I gave him a look of disappointment and a little of irritation.

He raised his left brow, “Yah. You’re in the hospital after getting hit by a truck and you’re playing a prank on me? Jinah, stop.” He said firmly.

THE FU- I’M NOT JINAH! And look who’s talking about pranks. Tch.

“HYUNG! I’M NOT JINAH!” I yelled out. Damn, my voice is still a girl’s. WHAT THE HELL!?

Suddenly, he lunged out for me and clasped his hand on my mouth. Should I mention he’s JUST INCHES AWAY FROM ME?!

“Keep it down, Jinah. Sungjong’s resting behind that curtain.” He gave me a glare.

No, I’m here. And I’m not resting. I’M PANICKING. I GOT HIT BY A TRUCK, BROUGHT TO THE HOSPITAL AND NOW I’M IN FOR A STUPID GENDER CONFIRMATION PRANK!?

He sighed and let go off me after seeing me ‘calming down’. Yeah, right. I was just in my thoughts. I’m furious, Kim Himchan. I’m furious. Some kind of friend you are.

I sighed, trying to keep my grudge, “Arasso, Kim Himchan. I’m going to play along with your prank just so you can succeed and so that big bully won’t bully you too.” I whispered. If he’s going to be like this all day long, fine then. Just so I can get out of this insane antic.

He frowned. Aish, hyung. Stop showing me those puppy eyes of yours. “Jinah, I think it’s best for you to go back to sleep.”

I kept quiet. He still won’t stop? Why is he doing this to me-?

Wait… why do I look so pale? I brought my hands to check and saw that they’re not my hands. Holy lemon candy…

I brought my hands up to my face and feel them. No, dammit! THIS IS NOT MY FACE. My face is smooth just like this face but I don’t have a slender nose. I cleared my throat. I refuse to believe I’m in a girl’s body right now.

“C-Can you give me a mirror?” I asked. I wanna see my boy face. Sungjong’s face.

Himchan scratched his head before looking around. He then had a look on his face that said ‘Oh, right!’ and dipped his hand into his pants pocket, taking out a small circular mirror.

I took it from him and closed my eyes before looking at it. My eyes widened, I wanted to scream, I want to ask a question and I WONT LEAVE IT UNANSWERED!

I’m not me anymore… I see Jinah on the mirror. I move my face and it reflects it. Oh, so it is a mirror. I pucker my lips, and Jinah does it too. Hahahaha. That’s cute…

WAIT, WHAT? I throw the mirror, just to check if it wasn’t a device and that Jinah’s just around the room copying my faces. But no, it’s a mirror all right.

“Y-Yah! Kim Jinah, go back to rest.” Himchan sighed, this sad expression appearing on his face after a surprised one. Woops, hehe. I guess I’m going to sle-

Wait, no. I’m Jinah. I demand to find an answer to this craziness. Oh, oh! A dream. Ohohoho. Riiiight. What else would this be? I lift my hand up to pinch my hand and- OW! THIS IS A ING NIGHTMARE.

I heard a groan; I look up and see Himchan glowering at me. I pouted, “I’m not Sungjong anymore.” I told him.

And he got surprised, then went back to glaring, “Will you stop pretending to be Sungjong? Do you like him or something?”

I frowned deeper, until I thought if I was in Jinah’s body now, I should play with it. Mwahahaha! No time for dramatic ‘sob here, sob there, I’m not myself anymore.’ In the end, if I sleep, I might go back to being Sungjong and this was just a dream in another dream.

A smirk appear in my soul’s face and a smile on Jinah’s face, and I allowed her to nod, “I love him sooooo much, hyu-oppa!” that was weird calling Himchan hyung ‘oppa’ but HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH. Take that, Kim Jinah.

I saw Himchan hyung’s eye twitch and I laughed in my head again, “Just go to sleep, Jinah.”

I shrugged. Maybe I should, and then rested my back and lied back on the bed. “Good night.” I cooed, earning a face palm. Hahaha. Jinah’s an idiot now. Okay, I think I want to go back to myself now so… I should get some z’s.

I close my eyes to sleep.

--2 hours later.

Weird dream. I was Jinah. Hahaha. That’s funny.

I sit up with a smile and see I wasn’t in my room. Wait…

Furiously, I look back at my hands and feel my chest. . I’m a girl.

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