Chapter 0: Prologue
“What is this...”
I rubbed my face vigorously, pulling on both cheeks and slapping my face. Of course, it hurt terribly, which meant that this was not a dream.
"It's amazing..."
‘This isn't a dream? Why?’
I had reverted to the appearance of my teenage years. Whether I checked the calendar or the date inside an old flip phone, it was undeniable—I had returned to the past.
A shiver ran down my spine as an eerie euphoria washed over me. I then slapped my face like a mad person, only to realize that this was not a dream. I had been granted a second chance!