I'll Become a Real Devil.

Just as Lee Minjeong had suggested, I decided to use the mirror to keep an eye on myself.

But instead of showing the black space I was in, the mirror reflected my home from my previous life.

A broken rope and a toppled chair.

The furniture was arranged slightly differently.

Even the closet, which I hadn't opened back then, stood wide open, filling me with unease.

But what truly shook me was the fact that my hanging corpse was gone.

“N-No way……”

The moment I took in the room, my heart sank and my legs gave out.

Had the police come and cleaned up?

No……...