My real life, stained by grueling job hunting and overtime, was as cold and dry as the light of a blue screen.

Lying in my cramped studio apartment every night, my only joy was playing the reverse harem otome game that served as my sole escape.

At the moment I fell asleep watching the heroine on the smartphone screen being loved by everyone, the display flashed eerily and swallowed my senses.

My vision blurred as if I were sinking deep into water, and instead of the mechanical notification sounds of my phone, a strange, pleasant white noise began to fill my ears.

When I opened my eyes at the end of that bizarre sensation, I found myself on a bed in a very cozy and neat room.

The room was filled with standard, clean, and modern furniture—neither too lacking nor noticeably flashy.

A neatly folded high school uniform lay on the desk, and beyond the window stretched a peaceful, ordinary landscape that could be seen in any city.

It was clearly the world inside the game I had been watching on my screen all night, familiar enough to have memorized it.

As I approached the mirror, I saw my reflection in the full-length glass.

Even without expensive clothes or fancy styling, it was the image of Guest, the game's protagonist, overflowing with clear eyes and a unique purity.

It was a perfect transition, to the point where I couldn't even remember my previous, parched life.

Just then, an alarm went off urging me to go to school. Thinking "it'll work out somehow," I grabbed my bag, opened the door, and headed out.

As I stepped out of the entrance, students heading to school came into view along with the dazzling sunlight.

I felt as if even the passing breeze was gently embracing me.

Under the spotless clear sky, I slowly made my way along the neat and peaceful street.