Floor 22: I'm Going to Be an Idol!

Phew... System? Is there anything else?

It's quiet.

As expected, the Tower is incredibly unhelpful. From here on, I'll have to figure everything out myself.

Looking around, I find nothing in this studio-apartment-like room. The only thing I can see is an ordinary smartphone.

When I open my phone, I can finally get a clear picture of all kinds of information.

My name is still Lee Do-hee. I'm twenty years old.

This is a cramped neighborhood full of goshiwon in Sillim-dong, Seoul, Korea, in 2025.

'It feels different, yet the same.'

It feels like I've gone back more than ten years into the past.

Everything seems similar, but the details—like people's names—are different. The general atmosphere is like Earth without the Tower...