In Another Lifetime

I'm Min Jee

I leaned to lay my head on the arm, pulling my legs up to curl at the other end so I could lay on my side. It was too early to go to bed, and besides, I didn't want to go in the bedroom before Jason got there anyway, because he would just end up waking me up when he came in. So instead, I looked at Tae, and closed my eyes, thinking that it would be amazing if I really could wake up in South Korea.

~♡~

I stretched, rolling onto my back, remembering that I was going to have some time alone today, because Jason was going with Greg to the junkyard. I might get 4 or 5 hours to myself.

I yawned, cracking one eye opened, feeling pretty tired for having slept all night. My eyes shot opened, and I blinked. This wasn't my room. I sat up slowly, taking in my surroundings, my body starting to shake.

I was in what seemed to be a small apartment. There was a tiny kitchen with a tiny stove, a refrigerator, a sink, and what could only be a washer. A small table sat against the wall with a microwave on it. On another wall sat a couch, a table in front of it, with a small tv on a smaller table in front of that. The bed was in a corner, with a small nightstand next to it, and what must be a wardrobe of some sort. There were two doors, one I assumed was the bathroom, and the other must be the door out.

My breaths were coming out fast and hard, and I was shaking so bad I could feel it in my bones. I looked at my hands, seeing that my skin was smooth, my nails were nice, and my jewelry was gone.

I swallowed, and stood up, looking around, not knowing what to do. I decided to find a mirror, needing to see myself. The door off the living room was probably the one to the bathroom, so I walked over, feeling strange.

I reached for the doorknob, turning it slowly, and cracking the door opened just a little, trying to see what was behind it. I leaned closer, peering thru the crack, and saw that it was indeed the bathroom. A tiny bathroom. There was a standing shower, a toilet, and a sink, a small laundry basket in the corner.

I swung the door opened, and stepped inside, stopping in front of the sink to gaze into the mirror. I sucked in a breath, not believing this was happening. It was my 20 year old self looking back at me.

I grabbed onto the edge of the sink to steady myself, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden. I leaned closer to the mirror. There were no wrinkles, my eyes were clear, my skin smooth and young looking. My hair was thick, and seemed softer. I felt different, better, younger.

Holy Mary Mother of God...

I turned and left the bathroom, going to the wardrobe looking thing, and pulling it opened. It was full of clothes, with shoes lining the bottom. I looked down at what I was wearing. I was still in the sweats and hoodie that I'd been wearing yesterday.

There was a knock at my door, and I jumped. I walked over, opening it hesitantly to see a small dark haired woman standing there, smiling at me happily.

"Hi Laney, I'm Min Jee. I came to collect you for your first day of work."

"H-hi Min Jee, uh, nice to meet you." I gave her a small smile, and she giggled.

"You should hurry, you're going to be late on your first day. V won't mind, he's super nice, but Sejin might not be happy. Go, go, get a shower quickly and get dressed. I'll be back in 15 minutes."

She disappeared out the door, and I looked around, feeling dizzy. I was actually a stylist for Big Hit. Sejin was the manager of BTS. It took 30 seconds before it clicked, but when it did, I hurried to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, opening a drawer on the side and finding socks, underwear and a bra. I dropped the jeans, socks and shirt on the bed, taking the bra and underwear with me.