It was a very dark night.
She walked alone on the empty road, the silence pressing against her ears. A strange uneasiness crept into her chest. She kept looking back, again and again… but there was nothing there.
Still, the feeling didn't go away.
Her steps quickened.
Suddenly—
She tripped.
Pain shot through her body as she hit the ground. Her vision blurred, darkness swallowing everything. She closed her eyes.
And then…
She felt it.
Floating.
As if her body no longer existed. As if she was drifting in an endless void.
Cold. Silent. Empty.
A sharp pain struck her head.
Her eyes snapped open.
She stared blankly ahead, her expression dull, almost lifeless.
"…Ah," she muttered softly. "I'm reborn again."
Confused?
Let me start from the beginning.
My name… doesn't matter anymore.
In my previous life, I was just an ordinary college student. I worked hard—studied day and night—to graduate. Then I worked even harder to get a job.
And I did.
But it wasn't the life I dreamed of.
Every day, I listened to my manager's endless complaints. Every day felt the same—suffocating, repetitive, meaningless.
I wanted to quit.
So badly.
But I couldn't.
Because I needed money to survive in this cruel world.