the Golden boy : 0

beep beep beep

David would wake up abruptly panting and look at the place he was in, he was in his room, or rather in his old home.

He would get out of bed while turning off the alarm, he would look at his hands and realize that they were not wrinkled, he would walk quickly and open the bathroom door.

"It can't be, it has to be a dream" he looked at himself in the mirror realizing that he was in his body but younger, red hair, pale skin, brown eyes, his skin was not wrinkled.

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"What do I do now? Better said, how do I continue?" He would ask himself while he was at the table drinking a glass of water.

Before returning to the past he himself had died at the age of 80. He had wanted to be a great director, but unfortunately he did not achieve it and he became the owner of food businesses in his beloved Germany after being a director did not turn out to be what he wanted.

But now he had the chance to take that dream back and make it a reality: becoming a great Hollywood director.