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The first thing he heard when he regained consciousness was a set of uneasy footsteps. He felt scared suddenly. Because according to his knowledge, he was the only one living in the room that he rented. It’s also unlikely from his brother since he currently lives in the dorm their school provides.

Even though he still wanted to sleep a bit longer, he didn’t have a choice but to open his eyes to find out who was the person disturbing his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, and he couldn’t help but frown when he saw the white ceiling and walls.

“Where am I?” he confusedly asked himself and immediately examined the entire room. As he scanned the room, his eyes landed on a woman whose back was facing away from him. She was wearing a white outfit and was busy writing on a piece of paper. Maybe it’s because the woman turned her back. Adding to that, she was busy writing something on a piece of paper that she didn’t notice that he had woken up.

He wanted to get the woman’s attention- to ask where he was, but he stopped and looked at his hands.

“Why does my hand seem to become small, and why does my skin seem smooth to the touch?” He asked in his mind as he looked at his hand carefully.

While he was busy examining his hand, the woman wearing a white uniform unexpectedly faced him, and a hint of surprise was evident on the woman’s face. But it was immediately replaced by immense joy when she saw him being awake.

“Mrs., you’re now awake?” the woman in white questioned in a cheerful voice. He immediately wanted to beat the woman for her stupid question since she already saw him earlier being wide awake, but he couldn’t because of the word he had just heard.

“M ... Mrs?” his tone was mixed with annoyance when he asked the woman because, for the first time in his life, someone had just tried to call him a missus, he couldn’t believe that he, a bona fide man, was just mistaken as a woman. He can’t help but shudder in disgust with how the woman just called him a missus.

“Is there a problem, Mrs. Castro?” the woman asked with worry.

Hearing what the woman said just now made his head heats in anger even more. “Did she just mistake me with someone else?”

He is certainly sure that he is not Mrs. Castro that the woman referred. First of all, the chiseled muscles and abs evident on his body are enough proof that he is a pure man. Secondly, his last name is not Castro but Diano, especially, there is a difference in the spelling of the two surnames. His surname started with the letter D, while the other surname started with the letter C.

He couldn’t hide his frustration- with the woman he’s talking to; now. He just closed his eyes and bowed his head so that he could somehow lose his anger and avoid breaking the woman’s face because of her stupidity.

“Are you all right? I’ll call the doctor first.” The woman became concerned with the patient’s action so, she hurried out of the room to call the doctor.

Because of what the woman said before she walked out of the room, he became happy, “Finally, I’ll be able to talk to someone who’s not crazy.”

He observed the room he was in and found out that he was in a hospital. He tried to remember why he was admitted to the hospital and was very depressed. He remembered that he was run over by a car.

He sighed deeply and slowly opened his eyes, because he was in a downcast position. He could see his chest and was very surprised at what he saw. His previously flat chest has now grown into two mountains. If he is a woman, he would have been jumping in glee with what’s in front of him, but he is a man, and men should not have two mountains on their chest. All boys should only have is; their little junior. He swallowed nervously by what he thought and slowly looked down at his lower body.

He slowly lowered the blanket on his body while closing his eyes as if preparing himself for what he was about to; see. When he opened his eyes, he fell in a trance at what he saw, his beloved junior. The treasure of his family was gone. “What did they do to me. Why did I suddenly become a woman?” He burst into tears at what he saw and immediately covered the blanket all over his body.

While he was mourning his condition, the woman he talked to earlier suddenly came in. He learned that the woman was a nurse, and behind her was a man, who he thinks was a doctor because of the laboratory gown the man was wearing.

When the two people see the woman crying, they can’t help but feel pity towards her.

“Is there a problem?” said the doctor to Mrs. Castro because he could not resist crying also when he saw a woman crying in front of him. He also thinks that it’s not appropriate for Mrs. Castro to weep because her natural beauty might lessen.

“Mirror, do you have a mirror?” Mrs. Castro asked between her sobs which shocked the doctor and nurse since they thought Mrs. Castro was crying because she was experiencing pain. They have not expected that she would be sad just because of a mirror.

“M ... min get a mirror.” The doctor stuttered while commanding his nurse. Min quickly looked for a mirror, and after a while, she handed it to Mrs. Castro.

Mrs. Castro seriously looked at her reflection in the mirror. A few minutes of silence prevailed in the room, and since nurse Min was not used to the heavy silence, she suddenly spoke.

“Mrs. Castro, you don’t have to worry about your face because even if you are bumped by a car, you only got a scar on your arm, and your face was not damaged. You are still beautiful.” Min happy said while giving a thumbs-up to Mrs. Castro.

But instead of rejoicing Mrs. Castro cried even more. The doctor and nurse looked at each other because of Mrs. Castro’s actions.

“We’d better call Mr. Castro.” The doctor sighed and told Min.

“Your right, doctor.” Min agrees.

The two came out of the room with surprise on their faces because they couldn’t figure out if Mrs. Castro was acting or she had gone insane completely. After all, she had hit her head on the cement when a car accidentally bumped by her side.

“Min, do some check-ups with Mrs. Castro- to find out if there’s a problem with her. While I call Mr. Castro.” The doctor said. He didn’t wait for Min’s answer and went straight to his office.

Inside the room was a woman who could not get her attention out of the mirror. It was as if she was carefully examining the face that she saw in the mirror. After a while, she began to pull her hair in frustration. Anger, sadness, fear, and other emotions are visible in her eyes.

When the doctor and nurse called him “Mrs. Castro,” he wanted to fly into a rage. He is not Mrs. Castro. He is Angelo Ian Diano, one of the most handsome men in the world. But for some unknown reason, he became a woman or, it can also be reasoned- that he is now in a woman’s body.

He stopped pulling his hair when he remembered something.

“Mrs.” His eyes immediately widened at the discovery. Not “Ms.” but “Mrs,” meaning this woman is married. He pulled his hair. He wanted to lose control and punch himself because he only thought it now- that the body he entered was married.

“You fool, Angelo. That’s why you died early because of your stupidity.” He was slapping himself, and while he was in that situation, the door of his room suddenly opened, and a breathless man came out of it.

He looked at the man, and he couldn’t help but be nervous.