Chapter 5

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     It was at half past nine that Ophely was woken up again, the room was bright with the curtains open and the daylight streaming in. She felt like she hadn't slept at all, which was nearly the case as she had been laying down in the bed for close to an hour and a half earlier that morning. She grumbled and turned around under the covers, hiding the light from her eyes, which was unusual for her.

     "You've got to get up." The man from that morning told her. "We have to talk seriously."

     "This early?" Ophely managed to grumble, she sat up with her hands pushing her body up from behind. She was reminded of whose body she was living in when she brushed her hair away from her eyes. Unsure, she patted down her chest to check, being unsuccessful in finding her own body, she laid back down on the bed with her back to the other man. "It wasn't a dream then."

     "No." The man said, "Now get up." It was clear that neither of them wanted to be where they were. Ophely sat up, clothes wrinkled and her hair in a mess, and made her way out of the room, staggering behind the other guy. They both went into the living room, he sat down around the table before gesturing for her to sit down next to him. There were a good number of other guys sitting around the small table, it intimidated her just a bit – she had never been in a circle of strangers older than her, and only males.

     Awkwardly, that seems to be quite a redundant theme here, Ophely took a seat calmly beside two unknown men and kept quiet. She pursed her lips, observing each of the people that surrounded her, they each looked young and full of energy as well as very handsome. She felt out of place with her unenergetic capacities and lack of standard beauty. But then she realised that she wasn't in her body but in someone else's, who was a young sporty man that had an angelic face.

     "왜 우리는 여기 있니? 정한 괜찮아?" One of the boys said, he was looking around the table half asleep. "우리는 보통 쉬는 날 일찍 일어나지 않고 정한은 깨어있는 것처럼 보이지 않습니다." Ophely started gazing around the room, it looked very different in broad daylight compared to the dark night and lit with a single small light bulb in the room next to it. The window was tall and let in a lot of natural light. Ophely closed her eyes and let the heat seep into her skin, she didn't bother trying to listen to what the guys were saying as she wouldn't understand a single thing, she didn't know a single word of Korean anyway.("Why are we here? Are you okay Jeonghan?" "We don't usually wake up early on a day off, and Jeonghan doesn't look awake.")

     "Hey, girl." The boy, Joshua, from the night before said in English, which caught Ophely's attention. She turned her head towards him.

     "Yes?" She answered, questioning him of his reason to seek her attention out.

     "Can you introduce yourself? We still don't know who you are. I know who you are but not the others, I'll translate." He seemed to be missing something too, she thought, it was not like she knew who they were either, and that wasn't better as they were more than the single person she was.

     "What about all of you?"

     "What do you mean?"

     "Isn't it clear? I don't know you either? Not most of you, at least." Ophely didn't like being taken like an idiot, she may be young but some of the boys didn't seem much older than her, maybe a year or two max.

     "We'll present ourselves after you." There wasn't anything to be said after the American boy, except for who she was.

     "Okay." Ophely sighed, this was starting to be bothersome, exchanging bodies with someone wasn't easy, but she had forgotten the part where they exchanged their lives too.

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