Han Yeonggi

He shook his head, trying his best to stay focused.

After contemplating for a while, he finally asked another question.

"Then do I get Han Yeonggi memory and skill?"

[The system will insert Han Yeonggi memory and skill]

[Would you like to receive it now?]

He sighed in relief.

Although he was confident that the system would give him Han Yeonggi memory and even skill, a part of him was still doubting whether the system would actually give him that easily.

But seeing the system response, he was glad.

He then nodded "yes"

SWOOSH!!!

"AHHHHHH!!!" He yelled in pain as he held his head.

He tried to endure the pain with pain. He grips his head tightly , and his nail almost digs through his flesh.

Yet the pain didn't ease, and he fell on the road and smashed his head so hard that he thought he heard his skull crack.

He feels nauseous and dizzy that he feels like his head will burst open.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and as he didn't have any strength, he lay down into a circle, trying his best to endure the pain.

All sorts of memories entered his mind.

Han Yronggi first ice cream.

Han Yeonggi, happy memories.

Han Yeonggi sad memory.

Han Yeonggi fell sick.

Han Yeonggi...

Every single thing since the day Han Yeonggi remembers. From 3 years old until 21 years old.

All the embarrassing moments and awkward, he saw it all. Not a single thing that Han Yonggi experience could hide from him.

The memory forcefully entered his mind and colluded with his other memory.

He couldn't difference between his and Han Yeonggi memory. But any of that isn't his concern, as his head hurt so much that he hoped someone just killed him on the spot and ended his suffering.

After what it seems like for internity, the pain finally stops abruptly. Leaving him perplexed and confused.

[Successful inserting Han Yeonggi memory]

The screen changed and informed him.

He was still lying on the ground in daze, as he felt exhausted and sore all over his body.

He seemingly lost his strength to move and didn't even try to, not to mention how messy his mind currently is.

He feels like he has an identity crisis, with both his and Han Yeonggi memory overlaps each other.

He breathes heavily as he takes his time to rest before diving into his memory to explore it.

"...fuhh...fuh..it's hurt..." he muttered slowly while taking his breath.

After taking rest for a while, he feels his strength slowly build up. And as he now had calmed himsef, he slowly got up and sat on the road.

He tries to massage his temple, but as he touches it, he flinch as he feels sharp pain in his head.

He slowly rubbed his head and found out it was bleeding, he take a glance on the spot he just lay and saw a pool of blood.

"..."

He was speechless with the amount of blood that had bleed from his head.

With that amount, he was thinking about whether he should go to the hospital to receive treatment.

But considering his situation, he decided to treat his injured on his own. If it gets worse, he will go to the hospital.

"So the mission starts now?" He asked

And the screen answers smoothly.

[That's right, then the system wishes the host for the best]

He was taken aback, surprising by the courtesy that had been shown by the system.

'The system sounds nice,' he thought.

He stood up and wiped off the dust from his clothes.

"Well... I guess I'm Han Yeonggi now..."

Upon inspecting his clothes, he just noticed he didn't wear any shoes. He was wearing a black hoodie and black short pants.

'Now how should I clean up the blood'

The amount of blood that he loses is not little, yet he just feels slightly dizzy and sometimes pain from his injured.

He should already be fainted at this point. However, the system obviously won't let it happen as he might die because of blood loss.

He was checking whether he had a shirt underneath his hoodie, and thankfully, he did. Without delaying any further, he quickly took off the hoodie and used it to wipe the blood.

For the second time, he was grateful, with the hoodie for being dark colour. It isn't really obvious that he had already used it to wipe off the blood.

Although the smell of blood was so strong that he was afraid it would attract attention.

There's still some stain left, but having no other option, he decided to leave, hoping for it to be mistaken as an animal blood that being crash by a car.

***

Han Yeongje or now Han Yeonggi was suspiciously walking back to the building and entering the previous house he had just escaped from.

That was now his house.

While hugging a black hoodie carefully as if he tried not to squeeze it or drop it by any chance.

Yeonggi saw the door that had been left widely open and revealed it interior.

He quickly went in and shut the door tightly.

Without wasting his time he quickly enter the bathroom and hurriedly shut the door, after that he make sure it was locked as he didn't want to get caught washing a suspicious hoodie that was soak in blood.

He was about to throw it out, but then his blood was on it. If someone reported it, and they did a dna test, the situation are going to get messy.

He filled a basin with water and soaked the hoodie in. The moment it went in the water, it instantly turned red crimson, and the smell of blood spread around the bathroom.

Worrying that the smell might be stuck, he decided to open a small window to let the air out of the bathroom.

He uses a lot of laundry soap to get rid of the blood, and after spending a lot of time washing it, he is finally done.

Yeonggi then decided to take a shower to eliminate any smell of blood that may have stuck on him. Besides, he did lay on the road before, so he didn't mind taking a shower.

Before he left the bathroom, he cleaned the floor, the basin, and everything that may have any potentially stain of blood.

Feeling satisfied, he wrapped himself around the waist with a towel that belonged to Yeonggi and brought the wet clothes to the laundry rack that was located in the living room.

As he was busily hung the clothes, he heard a footstep at the entrance.

Clack

The door opened, and a man with an average build with a height of 170 cm entered the house.

He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans that fit him perfectly.

"Yeonggi?why are you still up at this hour?" He asked in, confused.

Without stopping, he took off his shoes and walked close to Yeonggi before slumping down the floor.

Yeonggi, on the other hand, was frustrated that he didn't know how to reply to his question.

He tried to remember how Yeonggi usually responded, but his mind went black right at that moment.

Noticing his silence, the man raised his head and met eyes with Yeonggi. Making him even panicked.

Yeonggi tries to calm himself down and think carefully about how he is supposed to respond just like the usual Yeonggi.

"Uh-, I can't sleep, so I did some exercise." He responds unhurried, trying his best to sound normal.

Of course, he didn't need to explain the reason for him taking a shower late at night. Since he said he was exercising.

In Han Yeonggi memory, sometimes he will go out and do some exercise if he is unable to fall asleep. Therefore, his response is quite normal.

But he can't help but feel nervous, and he tries to hide it with Yeonggi usual playful smiles.

Thankfully, the man didn't sense anything strange as he just stared at him silently before he lay on the blanket. And sigh deeply.

"Well, exercising is good, but don't push yourself too much." He says tiredly.

Yeonggi nodded and answered playfully. "Say someone who always comes back home late."

The man scoffed at his answer and closed his eyes.

It didn't take a while for him to fall asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

He was snoring loudly and sleeping peacefully, without even caring to wash up.

Yeonggi just stared at him in relief. He was glad that he didn't continue on the conversation since he was way too nervous to continue acting normal and relaxed.

Before he went inside his room, he turned off the light switch. If it was him, he won't even care about the bills since it's not him who paid it, but the real Yeonggi would care.

He slowly shut his door, afraid of the noise would wake him up.

He turned on the switch, and the room instantly became yellowy bright.

With the light had been turn on, he could finally see the room he was currently in.