13
Not long after, when I opened my eyes again, I was still sitting at the table with my phone in my hand.
I was surprised. I wondered if I didn't dream this time.
However, when I looked up, I realized that I was wrong.
I was back in the familiar bedroom, but I was sitting in front of the dressing table. The mirror in front of me showed that I had completely transformed into a grownup.
I was dressed neatly, with my makeup and hair carefully done.
This was the first time I saw myself wearing makeup. To be honest, I looked beautiful.
I was always unconfident because of my personality.
Even if Avery had praised my appearance countless times, I only thought she was making me feel good and never thought that I was really good-looking.
This time, after dressing up, I felt that I was really good-looking.
Especially at this age, I was very feminine. I felt obsessed with this grown-up version of myself.