her and shook her head, thinking it was a hallucination.
But when the face didn’t change, she rubbed her eyes and looked up, seeming unable to understand what was happening.
She lightly pinched her cheek as if to check if this was real.

 

“Why am I… looking up at you? And why… Why can I see my face? Is this all just a dream?”

 

“I can also see my face, director,” came a familiar voice.

 

“Secretary Hong…?” Se-ha turned to see Hong Se-ha lying in front of her, also looking at her face in confusion.

 

As Se-ha tried to make sense of what was happening, Jang Kwon-woo snapped out of it and sat up.
They both gasped in disbelief as they touched each other’s bodies and yelled in unison.

 

Jang Kwon-woo, now in Se-ha’s body, quickly pulled her close.

 

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

 

His face was filled with worry, and Se-ha was surprised how he could worry about someone else first in an absurd situation such as this.
Se-ha nodded at Jang Kwon-woo’s face.

 

“Yes.
I-I’m fine, I think… Are you okay?” she asked.

 

“I don’t know.
I don’t know what’s happening.
Strangely, I feel like I’m losing strength just by breathing,” Kwon-woo replied.

 

“Ah… that…” Se-ha trailed off.

 

“I’m glad you’re okay.
But just how in the world are you in my body? Are we sharing the same dream?”

 

“Is something like that possible? And I don’t think this is a dream because I can definitely feel you,” Se-ha said as she brought her hand, which was now Kwon-woo’s, to her face.
Kwon-woo shook his head at this.

 

“If we took a dunk in cold water, we might wake from this dream.
And you, stop calling me ‘director’ with that face.
It’s weird,” he said before running to the bathroom and turning on the shower.
The cold water shocked him, but nothing changed except that his white blouse got wet.
When he looked down, he saw the reflection of a black bra wrapped around a pair of round breasts.
He flinched and quickly averted his eyes.

 

Watching this, Se-ha quickly found a mirror.
The person in the mirror was Jang Kwon-woo.
It was the boss she had worked under for five years.
Her jaw slowly dropped in shock.
After feeling her face and body, she slapped her cheeks hard.
The pain brought tears to her eyes, but nothing had changed even after opening them tightly.

 

“How could something like this…” she muttered.

 

Wet from head to toe, Kwon-woo shook as he walked out of the bathroom.
Se-ha stared in surprise with wide eyes at the familiar body, now completely wet and visible under the clothes.

 

Conscious of her gaze, Kwon-woo flinched and covered himself.

 

“What are you looking at? Turn away!” he said.

 

“What? No, I mean, ah, I’m sorry,” Se-ha said, doing as she was told in bewilderment.
But something felt off.

 

“Um, it’s m, my body… it’s strange that I’m not allowed to see it,” she said.
“Come here for a moment,” she said.
Kwon-woo took a blanket from the bed and wrapped it around his wet self.
He looked straight at her.

 

“Okay, I’ve thought about incomprehensible situations like this happening whenever I read fantasy novels.
Though I wanted to be Iron Man, not have my soul changed… Anyways, you can see things like this on TV or the movies.
The soul suddenly dropping into someone else’s body.
It can be a realm of magic or a realm of martial arts,” Se-ha said.

 

“R, Right.
There are things that can’t be explained with science,” Kwon-woo replied.

 

“But why would this happen? Do you have any clue as to why?” Se-ha asked.

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