The Seat Behind Me

“Oh my gosh. I didn't even get a wink of sleep.”

Actually, I think I slept for a bit, but it's not exactly a super-refreshing morning. How should I put it—my body's feeling kind of crummy. Not as bad as when I first moved here, but anyway.

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“Ophelia....”

“Princess, have you awakened?”

“Yeah. I don't think I slept properly. Maybe I should've taken a sleep aid yesterday.”

“Sleep aids build up tolerance over time, so it's best not to use them if possible.”

If you asked whether there was some huge reason I couldn't sleep properly, then yes. There was an absurdly huge reason.

“Breakfast is ready. I prepared gimbap so you could have something simple.”

“Ah, then I'll go brush my teeth first.”...