I Don’t Want This Reincarnation

It was that afternoon when the call came from Cheon Sa-yeon. Kim Woo-jin, who followed me to the front of the elevator going to the top floor, asked me with worried eyes, “Is it really okay if you go alone?”

“Why wouldnt it be okay?”

I had always met him alone. You were asking me all sorts of questions.

Kim Woo-jins changed attitude caught my eye.

When I first possessed Han Yi-gyeols body, regardless that there was a wound on my arm, he pushed me into the room where Cheon Sa-yeon was, and the second time I met him, he cursed me and made it obvious that he hated me.

“Youve changed a lot.”

“Ive changed? Me?”

“You didnt care this much about me.”

At my words, he had a flustered expression. “That…”

“You didnt care whether things were hard on me or not, right?”

Suddenly, I remembered what Kim Woo-jin had said to me before.

「Whats up with you today? You usually come out crying.」

That was how Kim Woo-jin dealt with Han Yi-gyeol. When I possessed Han Yi-gyeol, Kim Woo-jin also changed.

If it wasnt for me, Kim Woo-jin would still hate Han Yi-gyeol and would have tailed Ha Tae-heon as ordered by Cheon Sa-yeon.

The future changed when he became kind to me. Cheon Sa-yeon did not have Kim Woo-jin by his side anymore.

“…I—” Kim Woo-jins complexion, who understood what I meant, instantly turned pale. “Back then…”

With a distorted face, he licked his lips several times and grabbed my wrist with a trembling hand.

“W-what should I do to…”

“Its fine. You can stop.”

Just then, the elevator arrived. I let go of Kim Woo-jins hand and said calmly, “You dont have to talk nonsense now. I dont want to hear it.”

I know what Kim Woo-jin was trying to say. But it wasnt me who should be listening to it.

Even if I became Han Yi-gyeol, I couldnt handle those feelings and take responsibility for it. I didnt even want to.

I got on the elevator.

“See you later.”

Before the elevator door closed, Kim Woo-jins face was so miserable that it could not be described in words. I looked away from him and sighed.

When I arrived at the top floor, the attendant opened the door for me. When I entered the representative room, Cheon Sa-yeon, who was sitting on the reception sofa and looking at his tablet PC, greeted me.