When I was young, I met Lee Jungin at the orphanage. We had the same name and birthday. The only difference was that he was the sole omega of a chaebol family. But after a car accident, I woke up in his body.

“Take this body. It’s yours, Choi Jungin.”

The moment Jungin saw this sentence on the very first line of a notebook he happened to find, his breath caught in his throat.

We had joked about it before. Lee Jungin envied my freedom since I had no family, while I envied him for being wealthy and having siblings.

But how…? How could this happen? He’s not a magician or a wizard; how can you just swap bodies at will?

“It’s dangerous, child.”
“Jungin, you need to be careful.”
“Hey kid, let me take you to your room. Wrap your arms around my neck.”

I’d heard that the alpha family considered Lee Jungin, born an omega, to be a disgrace, but his brothers’ behavior seemed a little strange.

And that wasn’t the only odd thing.

“Which bastard did this to you?”
“Uh…”
“I asked you, who messed with you, Lee Jungin?”

Lee Jungin even had a fiancé—an extremely dominant alpha who treated him surprisingly well.

“Jungin, tell me. Were all the things you said to me lies?”

* * *

“Hey… Beomhyeon.”

– Yeah?

“Want to play a game?”

With a self-deprecating smile, Jungin pressed the back of his hand against his hot eyes and asked:

“Even if I were ugly, poor, without a family… Even if I were a beta… would you still like me?”

– Yeah, I would have.”

With trembling lips, Jungin closed his eyes as Beomhyeon’s steady voice, full of certainty, continued:

– Don’t worry, Jungin. No matter what you look like or where you are, I’ll find you and love you more than anyone else in this world.

The conversation with Beomhyeon gradually eased his anxious heart.

– I love you, Jungin. I’ll take all your fears away, so you just keep smiling and be happy.

Listening to the gentle voice whispering like a dream in his ear, Jungin fell into a deep sleep.

For a very long time, until a new dawn, his phone remained turned off.