...I-If Only I Had Those Breasts... No, Those Hips, Too....

Another year passed, and before I knew it, I was a second-year in high school. I was genuinely starting to find school life more and more boring.

…I mean, everyone else gets through elementary, middle, and high school in twelve years, but I’m taking twice that long.

Of course, I could say that means I get twice as much youth as everyone else, but in my previous life, youth just meant spending time online, and in this life, there’s nothing beyond being with Seojin, Senior, and that person.

…Put that way, it sounds like I’m having an even better second youth than I could’ve imagined.

Especially when I compare my first life, which was all games and lurking on online communities, to my second, where I’ve made friends I can actually call friends and found people to love. I feel like I’ve turned over a whole new leaf.

Besides, when I’m alone, I spend time fantasizing about Seojin, but I also spend a lot of time studying by myself just to pass the time….

…….

‘It’s all because I’m a second-year.’

No matter how I looked at it, being a second-year, whether in middle or high school, felt like the most awkward in-between stage.

In first year, most people are too distracted by all the new experiences—though neither of my first years was actually my first—to think about much else. In third year, they’re usually too worried about what comes after graduation...