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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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Jay

"Jay, were you even listening to what I was saying?" Anon says. 

He is just a massive grump today. 

"Uhhhh, no. What did you say?" I know what he said, but I can't help but pick on him when he is like this. 

"GAHH! You're a child. I SAID, your new bodyguard starts in 3 days. He needed to arrange a few things, so I don't want you leaving the palace alone, ok?" Anon says, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

"Haaa, Ok. I won't leave the palace alone. You worry too much, you know." I say. 

"I worry too much? You must be joking, right? Did you forget the ASSASSINATION attempts on your life already???? For fuck's sake, Jay." Anon shouts. 

Ok, I pushed him too far. 

"Look, I'm sorry. I was trying to lighten your mood. You are being a big grouch." I say. 

I get up from my desk and pat Anon on the back.