Sazha or Hans?

"Hwahmmm..." Sazha woke up from his sleep, but he didn't realize anything strange.

After a few minutes of being half-conscious in his bed, Sazha just started to feel something strange when he saw his hands which now looked very shiny without a single strand of hair, when he touched his face which now felt very smooth without any shaving marks, when he started to feel his hair which now felt straight, and when he started to realize that he was now in an apartment room.

Sazha rushed to the bathroom, and when he looked at himself in the mirror, he saw a brown-haired young man with sky-blue eyes who was now standing in front of him.

"This isn't me at all, let alone Asian, what... what's really happening?" said Sazha with a sweaty face.

"Then... who is this person?" Sazha looked down—at his body.

Sazha started to look around him, he moved to various corners of the apartment room to find something about this young man.

After a few minutes of searching, he finally found a wallet that seemed to be hidden in the pillow.

When he opened the young man's identity card, he now knew that his spirit had possessed the body of a young man named Hans who was 20 years old and still in his second semester of college.

Sazha decided to open the smartphone that he had taken earlier on the table to see the young man's class schedule.

When changing clothes, a small red crystal was seen attached to the middle of Hans' chest. However, Sazha did not have time to realize it.

~ A few hours later

On the bus, Sazha who still did not understand what was really happening tried to follow what fate suggested, so now he was on his way to a famous campus, he had to pretend to be an exemplary student so as not to worsen the image of the young man who was the chairman of the BEM on his campus.

Sazha chuckled imagining what would happen if the spirit of the active young man named Hans entered the body of an unemployed man whose job was only to read old newspapers that were considered outdated by today's children.

And what's more, the newspaper he read was a newspaper about toys.

Behind the noise of city life, a young man named Hans can no longer show a smile in the way that is considered the most correct, namely a smile filled with sincerity.

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"Color theory class from 10:30 to 12:00, then continued with art history and design class from 15:30 to 17:30 in the afternoon."

Sazha who was looking at Hans' Line suddenly found a hidden message, the message was a comic artist community group. Sazha immediately closed his smartphone, he sighed while lying down on the bus seat, he stared out the bus window, he was confused about what else to think.

Sazha finally arrived at a famous campus, where smart people showed their hidden abilities.

When Sazha had entered the campus area, Sazha was always watched by other students from afar, he always got a smile that he thought was for him, until one day Sazha was approached by a woman, from a distance there were 2 other women who looked panicked.

The woman in front of Hans looked hesitant, she looked at the ground while holding something, 1 minute later, Hans was just about to say something "Um-" suddenly Hans' words were cut off by the woman's movement.

The woman lowered her body and straightened both hands towards Hans, a pink paper was visible between the thumb and index finger of both palms. Hans was forced to accept the cute paper.

After that, the woman lifted her face for a moment, then she ran away from reality. And without Sazha realizing it, the two of them were seen by all the students who had just entered through the gate.

Hans immediately rushed to his class while pretending to look at his smartphone whose screen was off. Hans was too busy looking for the classroom he would be occupying for today's lecture, to the point that he forced himself to forget what had just happened, even though his face was still red.

"What the hell is that !? Damn it," Sazha said while covering his mouth.

~ While in class ~

Sazha finally found class 303 after several tens of minutes of pretending to go back and forth in one building for fear of going to the wrong class.

When entering his class, Hans was immediately given a sweet smile by the people in the class (especially the girls), there were also some who blushed and pretended to avoid Hans. Sazha's soul in Hans immediately showed the nature of a shy cat, he felt that all the women were smiling for his spirit, even though they only showed their smiles to a handsome young man named Hans, not Sazha, a rich old man with a sports car in his house.

As Sazha sat on his chair, he began to look at the paper given by the woman. He planned to open it after finishing his lecture this morning. Sazha pretended to pay attention to the lecturer who was explaining, but his mind was wandering who knows where. Sazha analyzed why he could enter the body of this lucky boy. Then what happened to the original soul of this young man? Should he continue to pretend to be someone else to make his life easier, or should he be himself?

When the first lesson was over, in front of Sazha was now a white-skinned person with a thin body. The person asked Sazha to leave the classroom because he had something to talk about. Sazha, who was already exhausted, could only obey him, because if he refused the request now, this young man named Hans could be branded badly by his classmates.

"Since I was little until now—33 years old—I...

wait, let me remember it." Sazha tried to remember his past, and he didn't get what he was looking for.

"I don't think I need to remember it," he said with an increasingly wrinkled face.

When he came out of the classroom, the female students in the class looked excited, some of the male students also looked noisy but they did it while laughing softly.

Sazha who heard that could only be silent, he knew that the boys in this class would definitely be very jealous of Hans.

Finally they arrived at a large tree, the person in front of Hans had long black hair with a white shirt and a long bright blue skirt. The two of them stood facing each other, the wind blowing the woman's hair, so that it covered the sunlight behind her. However, Sazha's instincts told him something was wrong. The two of them were again noticed by other students.

The woman in front of him said something to Hans, but Sazha couldn't hear it. When he saw the woman's face, Sazha's body froze. Sazha couldn't say anything while the woman was still looking down while waiting for Hans' answer. Sazha said, "Laryngeal prominence-"

"Eh..."

"This woman... why is there a laryngeal prominence on your neck?!" said Sazha with a shocked expression, his body fell to the ground, and he turned his head towards the woman who was now covering the moonlight.

SLAAPPP

The woman hit Hans' face while they were watched by many students and campus employees.

Sazha held his cheek, he started laughing softly, the laughter of an uncle who always failed in life. However, no one could hear his desperate voice.

Sazha looked up at the sky and said, "Your life is over, young man..."