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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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Tell Me, Who?

Jay

"Who are you?" I ask the strange man who has entered my room.

I have never seen him before. He's not one of my caretakers. I would have been told if I was getting someone new. This is suspicious.

"I'm here to take you to breakfast. Let me help you get dressed." The man says as he opens the door to my closet. 

Yup, he's not my caretaker. I've been getting myself dressed these past few days. It's one of the exercises that Ethan gave me to do on my own. All the caretakers have been informed of this. 

"Here, let me help. Can you stand?" He asked.

I don't move and just stare at him.

"Who are you?" I ask again.

"I'm your new caretaker." He says with a fake smile.

"Who hired you?" I ask as I glare at him.

The man hesitates. He is trying to think up some kind of lie. It's too obvious.