Soyung is tired of his college work and today's day was his worst day ever because 1st time in his life he tried to confront his emotions to her milf teacher but it doesn't go well and made him restricted from class for 1 week. Now, his parents are not gonna fund him anymore for his livelihood, and her younger sister is going to accuse him of all of their suffering.
Soyung sits on his sofa and started to murmur to himself "why always me? what i did to anyone? always me.
Aghhhhhhh...!!!!!"
He throws his phone in anxiety onto the wall.
Crek*...daghh...dagh...!!
Soyung is now hopeless coz he is out of money, and now he broke his phone.
In his mind*
"Agghhh..!! Now how am i going to watch my favorite milf hentai.....Aghhh!!!....now i'm doomed....i'm really frustrated so much."
Fine. I'm going to sleep and after waking up i'm going to pretend like its all never happened.
Scene shifted
(In His Dream)
He found himself running.
And said:
"Why am I running, and why is the police force chasing me? Shit!! Gunshots*.
Run Soyang!!!
Save your life even if it's your dream."
Suddenly it all goes black and Soyang find himself in void, a complete black dimension, passing through his all past memories.
Boom!!
He transmigrated into someone's body
Jeezz..., why my hand hurts like I got a gunshot in my right arm.
Wait, am I bleeding? Ohh fuck..!! I'm bleeding and where I am.
OK, fine. I'm in a dream..right?
Then why does it hurt like hell?
In an instant, someone shot him on his left leg, and Soyung fell from a rooftop.
After a few hours*
Soyung opened his eyes and found himself near a dump yard.
He woke up, leaning on his right leg and holding his right hand with his left hand. Stands in front of a mirror and said " Who the hell is he? and why am I in his body? who is he?"
Fatigue overwhelmed him, and his body gave out, sending him crashing to the floor.
At last moment he saw himself getting dragged by a women who has big boobs and ass, round shiny eye and soft but white skin like a milf from harem.
She's the embodiment of a modern MILF archetype—not merely defined by motherhood or age, but by the magnetic confidence and radiant allure that come from a life spent mastering both heart and mind.