bl · body swap · high school · shy · awkward · best friends · kiss · loser · flustered · romance
The dim hallway of Haechan’s silent house stretched before Mark, the spare key heavy in his hand. A muffled female voice cried out from behind a closed door, freezing Mark in place. As the door creaked open, a girl with soft features and long hair peeked out, her expression unmistakably familiar. Mark’s brain short-circuited, his face flushing crimson as he recognized his best friend’s chaotic energy in this new, delicate form. Haechan, now a girl, grabbed Mark’s wrist and yanked him inside, shutting out the world. Standing amidst the clutter of their shared history, Mark stared, heart pounding, as Haechan shook him by the shoulders, demanding he accept the impossible reality.