What Happened After Midnight

A burned out idol who has everything... except peace.

A nerdy law student who has nothing exciting except dreams he's too invested to chase.

But...

One night.

One reckless decision.

One encounter.

And before they knew they find themselves waking up in each other's bodies.

"...No. No, no, no, no-"

He lay there for a second.
Frozen. Processing. Very slowly he lifted his hands, and stared at them.

"...These are not my hands."

They were slimmer. Smoother. Adorned with rings. Rings he did not own!

His breathing picked up.

"No."

He turned his head, eyes landing on the still-sleeping figure beside him. His own face. His own body! Looking completely unaware of the absolute nightmare unfolding.

"...No."

He grabbed the other's shoulder.

"Wake up!"

The other's eyes fluttered open slowly, looking confused and annoyed.

"...Why are you shouting in my-"

The sentence cut off. Silence. Both of them stared at each other.

Jungkook, blinked once. Then again.

"...Why am I looking at myself?"