A loud gasp warned his awaken'. Jang woke up in cold sweats and sticky skin from the immense amount of mind pressure that his mind was put to, or, so he thought. J

He looked around, thinking to himself

"What was just that, yesterday, a dream?! I think I live too much in the creative world. And why is my voice deep all of a sudden, maybe a cold?"

Untucking himself with an energetic leap from his bed, throwing the untucked blanket aside, he followed his way to the bathroom.

Opens the mirror-cabinet located in front of the sink that was mounted on the wall, putting some toothpaste on his toothbrush and closes the bathroom mirror cabinet back.

Raising his sight while rubbing his toothbrush to his teeth and comforting half of his weight on he ceramic sink, he saw someone else and quickly opened the cabinet again.

Opening and closing it a few times, he dropped his toothbrush and washed his mouth, yet his mouth was still wide open and his eyes tremoring

"Who am I...?"

Jang asked himself

It was him, in someone else's body.

"What... who...am...I?"

Asked Jang himself, slowly whispering while playing around with his now charming and sharp face appearence.

" (sights) I can't go to school like this (fakely sobs), people will think that I am trying to take my own place, or play somebody else, or that I did plastic surge-... wait, I could (looks at his face from different angles) go to school (checks out new abdominal and overall muscle gain while chuckling softly) with this new body, why not? (slightly smirks)

When he checked his look one last time in the mirror, Jang snapped once with his fingers once on the beat of a song that he hummed. Suddenly, with that snap of his fingers, a light blue spark appeared from it, slightly showcasing itself like a small fire fly.

"Woah!"

Exclaimed Jang, amazing himself while being very confused about his own made action

Jang continously snapped his fingers and each time the spark was brighter and brighter, amazing himself even more.

"(Whispers while chuckling in awe) I have super powers! The star, that must be it, that should be the explanation for this new body too!"

His eyes widened, realizing the fact that he had another chance in the world, another chance to become what he wanted... a fighting chance.

He put some clothes on him, took the backpack with one of his hands, grabbing into the edge of it. In the kitchen he made a pair of bacon with scrambled eggs and a heart made out with Ketchup in the middle of the plate, and put a small note near the plate, where he wrote "Eat as much as you want -Jang".

*In the school hallways*

His sudden chance in existence amazed Jang more that he would imagine, the attention attracted towards him was too overwhelming.

Most of the girls that met their path with Jang were either glimpsing at him, or staring at him with gently eyes. Some of them were whispering quietly between their friends, but at the same time loudly, with no words being heard, only the hushing in their voice.

"Is he the new student-...?"

"I didn't see him.... now"

"Look at.... love it"

In the left side of the hallway, where the metal lockers were placed, Jang spotted Hana looking for something from inside hers. She turned around and Jang was already preparing for a conversation, preparing the low-raise of his hand for a quick salute, a smile being carved from his mouth.

"Can you show me where the library is, sorry (turns his face back, with his neck muscles and traps flexing themselves while the back-look, and slowly turned back with a hint of a thumb in the back as a last resort)"

"Come with me, I can show you"

She showed Jang where the library was placed, he opened the door and gave him, her library card.

"With this, you can borrow any book that you want from here"

She smiled at him and went on her way

"Thanks, Hana"

Only seconds after, Jang realised that he was supposed to be a new student, and forgot about the friend-relationship with her from before.

"Oh man (puts hand on head and sighs nervously) I hope she don't think I'm a stalker or something"

She turned around with a turn of her body and asked him with a slightly confused look on her face.

"How do you know my name?"

"Di-did I get it right? (chuckles nervously) I just guessed it"

"(Widens eyes and gently smiles) Ooh, nice guess then"

"I'm-.."

Hana left in a hurry without letting Jang finish his sentence

"She didn't even ask my name (looks at her as she was leaving and then looked inside the library). Maybe she is still not interested"

Whispered Jang to himself with a hard scoff.

*Inside the classroom*

As he entered the classroom, everyone stopped their activities and turned their eyes at him.

Everyone was flabbergasted, masked, stone-faced, but some of them tried to hide their reactions

The girls, again started their whispers between them

"Oooh, he's so cute"

"Right?"

"Is he the transfered student?"

"He is dressed well too"

"I hate that smirk"

Everyone whispered, even the boys of the class, but only one of them asked something

"Are you lost?"

Asked Matheo, putting his legs down from the top of the bench and sitting up from his chair, while walking up towards him, but still keeping a reasonable distance between him and Jang.

"I'm Ja-... Jong, Myeon Jong, your classmate"

Replied Jang, stuttering while thinking out a better name for himself, a new one.

"Man, I haven't see you around here, go to hell"

Said another student from the back of the class, with one of his legs put high up on the wooden bench, almost unbothered while showcasing his brand new shiny shoes.

"Lavin Tu, cool designer"

The boy looked around, mostly at the girls with a slightly fulfilled look on his face, nodding twice, he sat himself up and walked towards Jang.

"You know the stuff, but It don't really seem to WEAR IT"

"Burn!"

Exclaimed a few students from the class

"Burn?"

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

Thought Jang to himself, peeking at the spectators

The boy continued while switching his sight from Jang to the spectators, just like he would rap to them, not to Jang.

"Look at that double-part, did they made it under a rock dome or some, or why is it so wholesome (almost bursts out laughing)"

The spectators continued after the boy ended his sentence, up-lifting their voices one onto the other

"Burn!"

"That's a good one"

"Waaaauiii"

"Naah, K is good with these, no shot that B is gonna get him here"

Jang's eyes widened in the moment that he realized that the boy wanted verbal beef. In other words... a freestyle showdown.

He warmed his neck up, by extending it left and right a few times and cracked his knuckles with the use of his arms extended, and swiping the end of his nose with his thumb, while doing a gesture with his hands that showed context for his words.

Without looking back, he told Matheo to give him a beat. Matheo looked at Jang witth a confused look on his face, and then at Kallisto, which nodded to him while grunting his lower part of his mouth.

"A'ight"

Replied Matheo, shrugging his shoulders.

"You said my shoes are a nope, but what is that 50 dollar bowl haircut, you think it's dope? (chuckles)

What about that cocky smile on your face, do you really think you can handle the pace?"

The spectators whispered, between them, almost like they didn't want Kallisto to hear them cheer for Jang

"Daaaamn!"

"Yo what the hell?!"

"He is good with the words"

Jang pushed his chest outside and having his arms crossed, waiting silently for the boys reply.

"Nah nah nah (looks back at the spectators then at Jang), hold on for a moment, where were you just a moment, haven't seen you in a while, oh... sorry, you are not even worthwhile. (More aggresively) Are you from around, playing around as a toomfolery, let me see that arm of yours, or is it just a celery?"

"DAAAAAAMN!"

Screamed the other spectators in unison

When Jang peeked back at the rest of the students from the class, he accidentally looked to his left, where there were tons of other students watching him, just like they were at a concert. Seeing that, Jang blushed, and he knew that he has to end it quickly, until he got some more unwanted and unnecessary attention directed towards him.

"Why do you keep looking back at your friends, are you in a hurry or is your vision getting blurry?"

(I didn't want to resort to physicality, but [glimpses back at the crowd of people from near the classes exit that were staring at them) we are getting deep around here.])

"Getting backed up, let me see how you rhyme with them backed up. Ignorance is getting the best of you, silence yourself with a duck tape and let me introduce the equality in your hate"

*Mimicks mic drop, and gives away a cocky smirk afterwards*

"YOOOOO"

Screamed the crowd of people with the rounds of applauses and cheerings

Kallisto grunted his eyes and kept looking back at his group of spectators that were there from the beginning.

The sounds of the shoe taps and walks inside the classrom, took over the voice of Kallisto who still tried to give himself a redemption, but he kept stuttering because Jang looked in every direction, dabbing the others up and giving them a manly hug.

"What's your name, rookie?"

"I'm Myeon, Jong"

"You can call me Tomo bro"

"That was fire dude, respect!"

The students kept talking, but when Jang turned his back to him, Kallisto charged a punch from the back. Close to the impact, Jang peeked behind him and dodged the punch in the last second, even shocking himself

"How did I escape that punch?"

Missing one, he prepared another one, but a big and muscly from the final year, stopped his knuckle while it was still charging

"You lose, you snooze"

Said the student with a serious look on his face, while punching him in the stomach and leaving him on the ground

While on the ground, the student glimpsed back at him, with an unbothered look on his face

"Respect the diss... bro."

A crowd-surf came afterwards, taking Jang, which was joyfully enjoying it

"What's your name, dude?"

"Jong... dude?"

The crowd surf continued on the hallways too, with the crowd screaming out his name for a few more moments, letting him down after a minute or so, letting the silence flow naturally.

"GIVE IT UP FOR JOOOONG!"

"JONG, JONG, JONG (in unison)-"

That one right there was a permanent core memory for Jang, automatically making his day better

*After school, on the way home*

"(looks at both of his hands) This body, what is this? (looks at the back of his hand)

There were two star shaped tattoes printed on the back of his hands, which he only realized their existence only now.

Suddenly, the back of hands were glowing with a fading flickering yellow tint

A few seconds after, Jang was floating in the air, the hood of his hoodie was floating near his eyes, his whole body was in the air, meters from the ground.

Jang was too shocked to say a word, he was confused, confused as he'd never been, but with the shock, a very bright light had appeared in front of him

Grunting his eyes, trying to see what is it or what is inside it, with that thought in his head, not even finishing an idea, he was sucked in quickly by the light that had appeared in the air, a shard in the wind.

The light-shard had closed, with no one near it.

His mother had came home, putting her coat down, and her keys in a small glass compartment.

"Jang, how was school?"

Asked his mother, opening up the fridge

"Jang... Jang?"

Asked her mother again, closing the fridge. Heading to every room for a checkup.

Before saying his name the last time, she entered in his room to see, but no one was there.

"What is that, a falling star, oh wow, it's so beautiful"

Said Jang's mother gently pushing the window's curtain away, with the back of her hand, before watching the outside sky from the window, while embracing the warm and clear night sky.

"Maybe (smiles and turns around from the window), he is out with his friends somewhere

Whispered Jang's mother to herself.