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Rin Replaced (BL)

Tragically, Rin Grace - just your average person going about their day - was caught in a terrible accident. Amidst a heated argument, he stumbled and fell into oncoming traffic, causing a car to hit him, knocking him unconscious. At the same time, in another world, Misha Minari, an assassin, was shot. Fortunately, Misha woke up in a hospital bed, where he was greeted by an unfamiliar face standing beside him. "You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." He says as the door closes behind him. The man who just left was Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself. Misha was feeling very confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but it was all too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange - his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't even seem like his own hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body, and he was now someone else entirely. What happened to the original Rin Grace? How did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard, and what will Misha do now? Uploads Mon, Wed, Fri.

Tiffanie_Rose · LGBT+
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[Bonus Chapter]Junior Year: Part 2

Anon

Wow, this isn't funny anymore. How is this guy everywhere?

Jace sits beside me and wraps his arm around my neck. 

Too close. I can smell his cologne. It doesn't smell bad, though.

"You have this study group as well? Are you sure you're not following me?" I ask with a tinge of annoyance.

"Ha, of course not. It's randomly assigned, remember? It must be fate." Jace chuckles as he lets go of my neck.

Jace begins taking out his textbooks. 

"What are we supposed to study on the first day of school? We don't even have any homework yet." Jace mumbles to himself.

"Well, the teachers did say that reading the first few chapters in our textbooks would help us get a start on the next class," I respond.

Jace smiles at me as he puts three textbooks on the table.

"Alright, which one should we start with?" Jace asks as he turns his attention to me.