
Name's Jeanny. One of the teenage girls who live in the century with the sophistication of the modern era. Today, the activity is going on as usual. Every human being is busy with the routines they have to do.
It's approaching six o'clock in the afternoon. Jaemin had gone home after making the girl upset because she had to wait for Jaemin to pick her up in front of campus for two hours.
Today went by according to what usually happens. There is no day without strife between the two sons of man.
Fortunately Jaemin had returned home from Jeanny's house a while ago, making things calm again.
The girl moaned along with her body that had fallen on the soft mattress. It felt like he hadn't slept in a bed this big.
His eyes stared blankly up. The breath sounded so softly out of the girl's lips. Jeanny felt something strange inside her.
Shadows of erratic flashes began to disturb the mind of the woman. Jeanny frowned.
So all this time that he had been through with that handsome guy was just a dream—?
Wait, no. That wasn't a dream.
At first, Jeanny was convinced that it was a dream. But everything that happens until the end of the story illustrates a reality that is difficult to set aside.
And after the girl found out more, it turned out that she fell in the '70s. Right, she was a girl who somehow became a time-traveling human.
Sounds illogical, really. But since when has life ever been logical to her?
When Jeanny returned to the past era, she lived in the body of a girl who had a name like her. The difference is, the girl only uses her first name.
After returning to the present era, not much has changed. He was nineteen years old and had just entered the faculty of psychologist one of the famous campuses in the city— in accordance with Jeanny's last memory of his life as a modern teenager.
His family is the same. Jaemin— his childhood friend is also still there, and behaves as he usually does.
Deciphering if the only thing that changed was the memory of the girl. Jeanny vividly remembers who she is and the memory of a nineteen-year life as a city girl named Jeanny. But he also remembers the memory of his life as Jea Cochava, the woman Jeffrey always loved until the end of his life.
Jeanny stared at the roof ceiling for a while. Then ... is it possible if the man also went through the same thing as him?
Meaning, Jeffrey.
After all, her feelings for the man were real. Jeanny had never met the man in person. Nevertheless, Jeanny felt all her feelings for Jeffrey felt very real.
Sure oes. What he went through so far was not just a dream, but a reality that occurred in the era of the 70s.
Then whose body did he enter in that era? I don't know, Jeanny doesn't know and doesn't want to think about it any further.
His eyes accidentally glanced at the clock on the wall in his room. Holy hooch! It's six o'clock past ten minutes!
Tonight will be the night Jeanny meets her parents' acquaintance. The girl's heart turned ugly. Many times he continued to refuse his parents' requests to be betrothed, but what? Nothing has changed.
Quickly Jeanny got up from her bed, and moved to prepare all the needs she needed.
Pray that the man is not as old as his shadow.
【under sun】
The girl's hand continued to curl up on the cloth of her pink dress. Looks jumpy. Even many times he seemed to gulp down a heavy saliva while glancing at the transparent door at the western end of the room.
Now Jeanny is in one of the leading and elite restaurants in her city. In addition, his family ordered a special room for this dinner.
The girl's head was like circling.
His heart is beating unbecoming. His mind wandered everywhere. What kind of man is that about? Don't tell me you're four-headed or more?
His palms looked slightly wet with sweat. Too much thinking.
Suddenly a soft hand gripped the hand of the woman who had moved restlessly. Then made Jeanny glance at the mama sitting next to her, "You're really nervous? Mama told you, the guy's not ugly at all!"
Then— shortly after, a transparent door that had been Jeanny's object of view opened. Featuring a middle-aged man, probably his papa age, smiling at all the humans in the room.
"It's been a long time! How you doing?" Said the old man while hugging Papa Jeanny's body tightly.
"good. Let's sit down first" replied the father later. Making the two humans who had just entered directly walk closer to the dining table.
Jeanny's eyes were perfectly rounded when her net fell on a young man with a pitch-black gibberish that was quite striking.
Wait, isn't he—
"Anny! Shut her!" Reprimanded the mama slowly while nudging her daughter's body, making Jeanny then flutter and look down embarrassed.
His mind grew louder as Jeanny knew clearly who the man who was taking a sitting position was facing him. That man was the man who had ravaged his heart!
How could?
Is that man also a time traveler like himself?
Slowly, Jeanny raised her head again, glancing at the beautiful man sitting right in front of the girl.
"So this is my only child" the old man's words then made Jeanny's daydreams collapse instantly. The woman turned to meekly, feeling caught off guard having stripped the beautiful man before her with the girl's gaze.
"Jung Jaehyun," he said after a faint smile, making Jeanny again widen her eyes without rubbing the nudge from her mother again.
Apparently true! As expected!
The man—
"Jea."
Jaehyun's voice sounded so low, it was almost like whispering to him. The distance between them was indeed quite close, so Jeanny could certainly hear the quiet voice clearly.
The girl's heart was beating again inappropriately when the name she had left behind was so softly thrown from the man's lips.
"J-Jeffrey?"
I don't know, out of all the words Jeanny could say, only that one name she could call and mention from her mouth felt a bit off.
Jeanny still can't believe it.
Jaehyun smiled at her, making the two dimples that the girl longed for sticking out to greet him.
For some reason, Jeanny wanted to cry right now.
Time stopped right between the two. It feels quiet. No— the universe feels no longer spinning as it should.
All this was the man.
"I already told you, when the time is right, you will find me again—"
The man looked at her so casually, making Jeanny feel out of breath right then and there, "And now, I found you, baby."
— fin —
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