Prologue
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I was bullied in middle and high school. It wasn’t like I was subjected to group beatings or forced sexual harassment, but the kids just didn’t like me. At the time, I didn’t know why. I thought I was a pretty good student, and I thought I had a pretty decent personality. It wasn’t until my second year of college that I found out why. I was so late to realize it.
“Ah. Kim Su-hui? She’s a professional flirt.”
“Yeah. Ugh, she’s so annoying.”
The dismay I felt when I secretly overheard my classmates, whom I thought I had become quite close with, talking like that was indescribable. But I was wronged. Up until that point, I was a complete virgin. Ah, no. How can I be making excuses like this? It’s sad.
Anyway, other women saw me as a fox with a million tails, always flirting with men. I didn’t even know I was like that until I was 23. As I got into my mid-twenties, I began to understand the meaning of those words little by little. I hadn’t really intended it, but men with financial power approached me. They would buy me luxury bags or cosmetics I needed, even though I never asked them to. At first, I felt burdened and refused. But as I got older, I think I started to enjoy it.
Just like my college classmates said, I might have been a sly fox with a million tails. But when I turned 26, I changed my mind. I think it was probably because I met Jin-soo. He didn’t have money, and he wasn’t particularly handsome. But he definitely cherished and loved me. Being with him didn’t make me feel like I was going to die of happiness, but it was always comfortable and nice. I think I was truly happy when I was in his arms. More than when I was being pursued by countless men and showered with gifts, I preferred eating a simple meal with him in our small room. I can say with certainty that the time from when I was 26 to around 27 was the happiest time of my life.
But that day. My life fell apart. A man who had been obsessively chasing me in the past, saying he liked me, even loved me, stabbed me. He said if he couldn’t have me, we would die together. That was the only thing I heard. It was a dark night street, and something sharp, pointy, and cold stabbed me. It wasn’t just once. It hurt.
Along with a creepy chuckle, I heard a sticky voice.
“I love you. I love you.”
My vision blurred.
“It’s your fault. If you had accepted me, this wouldn’t have happened.”
I couldn’t hear the man’s words anymore. My whole body lost strength.
‘No…’
Someone’s face came to mind.
‘I don’t want to…’
I wanted to live. I remembered the text message Jin-soo had sent me earlier.
━ I finished work early today and made Doenjang jjigae. Come home quickly. I miss you.
Jin-soo would be waiting for me at home. I had to go back to that house. I tried to get up, but it was no use. I had to say that I missed him too.
‘I want to… live.’
I had never once told Jin-soo that I loved him. Jin-soo was in my mind. I hadn’t really felt that I loved him that much. But as the last moment came, I wanted to see him so badly. The emptiness and despair of not being able to see Jin-soo hurt me more than the hot pain that the cold blade was giving me. It hurt.
I heard the man’s voice again.
“I love you.”
Tears streamed down my face. I was going to die. I knew that for sure. But I wanted to say that one word. Instead of cursing the man who stabbed me, or screaming, I barely managed to utter one other word.
“Jin-soo, I lo…”
After that, I fell into a slumber.
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It really was a slumber. It seems I didn’t die after all. The ceiling up there. Probably the latest indirect LED lights, I’m guessing. A warm melody with a New Age feel. A soft and warm touch. A faint and sweet perfume scent tickling the tip of my nose. It’s all good. It’s all good, but there’s one problem.
‘This isn’t my house.’
My mind snapped back. It seems I’ve been kidnapped. My mind went completely blank. I let out a loud scream.
“Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!”
What is this? My words… aren’t coming out. I was dazed. I can’t even speak. Only then did I realize what state I was in. I can’t believe it. This is a dream. I squeezed my eyes shut. And opened them again. It’s still a dream. I tried to pinch my hand…
‘My hand doesn’t move well.’
My hand didn’t move well. My body doesn’t feel like my own. I could tell. I had become a baby. Something unbelievable had happened.
But then, I heard a voice from somewhere.
“Another girl? You should be ashamed of yourself.”
I didn’t know it at the time, but that human is my father.
━————————–= Afterword —————————=
A full-fledged survival story in a world of extreme male dominance, moving towards changing the world, and then returning to the original world.
A romance fantasy that’s written as a romance fantasy but read as a survival story, a mysterious and ambiguous romance fantasy. Let’s begin.