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... > It was 5:30 in the morning.
The sun hadn’t even risen yet—it was still pitch dark outside. Normally, he’d get up at six and start getting ready, but that was only if he was at Ha Dohoon’s house.
But right now, he was...
“...!”
Staring blankly up at the ceiling, his eyes snapped open and he sat up straight. He looked around the room in a panic and grabbed his phone to check the date.
It wasn’t December—pre-regression—but March.
“...Ah.”
It ...
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