"Hwahmmm..." Sazha woke up from his sleep, but he had not realized anything strange.
After a few minutes of being half-conscious on his bed, Sazha just started to feel something strange when he saw his hands which now looked very shiny without a single hair, when he touched his face which now felt very smooth without any shaving marks, when he started to feel his hair which now looked straight, and when he started to realize that he was now in an apartment room.
Sazha rushed into the bathroom, and when he looked at himself in the mirror, he saw a brown-haired young man with eyes as blue as the sky who was now standing in front of him.
"This is not me at all, let alone Asian, what... what is really happening?" said Sazha with a sweaty face.
"Then... who is this person?" Sazha looked down - at his body.
Sazha started to look around him, he moved to various corners of the apartment room to find something about this young man.
After a few minutes of searching, he finally found a wallet that seemed to be hidden in a pillow.
After he opened the young man's ID card, he now knew that his soul had entered the body of a young man named Hans who was 20 years old and still in his second semester of college.
Sazha decided to open the smartphone he had taken earlier to see the young man's class schedule.
While changing clothes, a small red crystal was seen attached to the middle of Hans' chest. However, Sazha did not have time to realize this.
~ A few hours later
On the bus, Sazha who still did not understand what was really happening tried to follow what fate suggested, so now he was on his way to a famous campus, he had to pretend to be an exemplary student so as not to worsen the image of a young man who was the chairman of the BEM on his campus.
Sazha chuckled when he imagined what would happen if the soul of this active young man named Hans entered the body of an unemployed man whose job was only to read old newspapers that were considered outdated by today's children.
And what's more, the newspaper he read was a newspaper about toys.
Behind the noise of city life, a young man named Hans can no longer show a smile in the way that is considered most correct, namely a smile filled with sincerity.
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"Color theory course from 10:30 to 12:00, then continue with art history and design course from 15:30 to 17:30 in the afternoon."
Sazha, who was looking at Hans' Line, suddenly found a buried message, the message was a comic artist community group. Sazha immediately closed his smartphone, he sighed while relaxing his body on the bus seat, he looked out the bus window, he was confused about what else to think about.
Sazha finally arrived at a famous campus, where smart people showed their hidden abilities. When Sazha had entered the campus area, Sazha was always watched by other students from afar, she always received smiles that she thought were for her, until one moment Sazha was approached by a woman, from a distance there were 2 other women who looked panicked, the woman in front of Hans looked hesitant, she looked at the ground while holding something, 1 minute later, Hans was just about to say something "Um—," suddenly Hans' words were cut off by the woman's movement, the woman lowered her body and straightened her hands towards Hans, a pink paper was seen between her thumb and index finger of both palms.
Hans was forced to accept the paper. After that, the woman raised her face for a moment, then she ran away from reality. And without Sazha realizing it, the two of them were seen by all the students who had just entered through the gate.
Hans immediately rushed to his class while pretending to look at his smartphone whose screen was off. Hans was too busy looking for the classroom he would be occupying for today's lecture, to the point that he forced himself to forget what had just happened, even though his face was still red.
"What the heck was that!? Damn it," Sazha said while covering his mouth.
~ While in the classroom ~
Sazha finally found classroom 303 after several tens of minutes of pretending to go back and forth in one building for fear of being in the wrong classroom.
When entering his class, Hans was immediately given a sweet smile by the people in the class (especially the girls), there were also some who blushed and pretended to avoid Hans. Sazha's soul inside Hans immediately showed a shy cat nature, he felt that all the women were smiling for his soul, even though they only showed their smiles to a handsome young man named Hans, not Sazha, a rich old man with a sports car in his house.
When Sazha sat in his chair, he began to look at the paper given by the woman earlier. He planned to open it after finishing class this morning. Sazha pretended to pay attention to the lecturer who was explaining, even though his mind was actually all over the place. Sazha was analyzing why he could enter the body of this lucky child, then what happened to the original soul of this young man? and should he continue to pretend to be someone else to make his life easier? or should he be himself.
When the first class was over, in front of Sazha was now a white-skinned person with a body that looked thin. The person asked Sazha to go out of the classroom because there was something he wanted to talk about. Sazha, who was already exhausted, could only obey him, because if he refused the request now, this young man named Hans could be branded badly by his classmates.
"From when I was little until I was 33 years old, I—
wait, let me remember," Sazha tried to remember his past, and he didn't get what he was looking for.
"I don't think I need to remember it." he said with an increasingly wrinkled face.
When he left the classroom, the female students in the class were excited, and some of the boys were also excited but they did it while laughing a little.
Sazha who heard this could only remain silent, he knew that the boys in this class would definitely be very jealous of Hans.
Finally they arrived at a large tree, the person in front of Hans had long black hair with a white shirt accompanied by a long bright blue skirt. They both stood facing each other, the wind blowing the woman's hair, so that it covered the sunlight behind her. However, Sazha's instincts told him that something was wrong. The two of them were again being watched by other students.
The woman in front of him said something to Hans, but Sazha couldn't hear it. When he saw the woman's face, Sazha's body froze. Sazha couldn't say anything while the woman was still looking down while waiting for Hans' answer. Sazha said "Jadson—"
"Eh..."
"This woman... why is there an Adam's apple on your neck?!" said Sazha with a shocked expression, his body fell to the ground, and he looked back at the woman who was now covering the moonlight.
PLAKKKK
The woman hit Hans' face while they were being watched by many students and campus employees.
Sazha held his cheek, he started to laugh softly, the sound of an uncle's laughter who always failed in life, but, no one could hear his voice of despair.
Sazha looked up at the sky while saying "Your life is over, young man..."