Grace is no more

"I see you already met haneul. That's good, I assume he already informed you about everything."

The manager had no trace of emotion on his face, only indifference. He was wearing a black suit under a long coat, holding two devices on one hand and a paper bag on the other.

Grace wasn't an avid follower of technology, but she knew those things were far from mobile phones in her last life. Now that she thought about it, when she woke up from a coma there were no machines or cables tied to her. And the door to her room was automatic and only allowed very few people to get inside and go outside. But grace never saw them using a card or their fingers or any other object. Not to mention the shower head that she spent ten minutes to figure out how to work it, but it ended up being automatic. The view from the window, the city's lights were much brighter and the darkness of the night was denser.

"What year are we in?"

Suddenly hearing this question made haneul a little surprised, but he realized that mi jung had amnesia. "Ah..so you don't remember even that? We are in 212."

Grace was totally stupefied. When she died, it was 2018 and now it was 212. How can that be? Were ancient people this civilized before? Wait, She is in Mortis so maybe this was their own calendar. Grace didn't want to sound suspicious, so she just nodded her head. She could search for more information when she is alone. She couldn't talk about her last life or god knows what those researchers would do to her.

"Jin hwan hyung, did you bring clothes for mi jung to wear?"

The manager's name was jin hwan then. Grace remembered that the man never really introduced himself to her. He put the paper bag in his hand on the bed and looked at his wristwatch.

"You only have ten minutes to get ready. Idols being hospitalized makes a lot of noise in the media. There was only a bunch of people who knew you were in the hospital, but it somehow leaked. We need to be fast." He went to the leather couches and sat down.

Grace closed the file in front of her and pulled open the covers. I took the bag of clothes and went to the bathroom to change. Haneul got up and went to where his hyung was sitting.

"Did you arrange him a tutor? How about the schedule? It needs to be changed completely"

Jin hwan gave him a look. "Are you trying to teach me my job, you punk? I already arranged everything and changed his schedule. You all will continue with your existing schedule. I need you to be with mi Jung whenever you can in the dorms, though. Teach him some words and help him get used to dancing and singing. Your group's vocal coach is young ji so she would guide him exclusively and strictly. She can break him and make a new mi jung. For dancing dong, he is very busy this season so he could only help him in group practices. So you, jae hwan and joo hyuk should help him practice additionally." Haneul gave a curt nod, mi jung now had to live every day like two days. Packed with dancing and singing practices; language lessons and jobs he had yet to complete.

Jin hwan pressed his finger over the pencil-like device on his hand and a holographic panel opened up. He flicked some windows with his fingers and got to the message board of the company's information center. He saw a warning issued to himself saying paparazzi got wind of them checking out of the hospital today. They had to get out right this instant.

"Time's up mi jung! We are leaving." Getting to his feet, jin hwan calmly walked to the door.

Mi jung rushed from the bathroom to their side. Walking made her feel itchy. Wearing boxers wasn't her favorite thing to do, and it felt beyond uncomfortable. But since she is a man now, she had to get used to it. He wore a salmon pink turtleneck with dark brown jeans and a long coat. Long coats must be a trend now since all three of them were wearing it. She looked better than the day when she first woke up. She still looked a little pale and sick, but her eyes were shining with life now. Her hair looked fluffy since she just got up from the bed.

Walking out of this door now. Grace felt the excitement of starting a fresh life. She wanted to live to the fullest. Cry as much as she wanted and laugh as loud as she can. She wanted to dance and sweat. She was curious about how it would feel. Before just breathing was tiring and painful but now, it would be different. Since she occupied mi jung's body, she needs to live as mi jung from now on. She will try her best to achieve mi jung's dreams. And when she steps out of this door, grace will be no more.