Chapter 20

When you’re wearing clothes that don’t fit and struggling to adapt, there are times when it’s hard to believe a day is only twenty-four hours. When Jiho was going through a boring, repetitive routine, the days flew by, but lately, a single day felt like a week. Opening his eyes in the morning, a sigh would naturally escape him at the daunting thought of another long day beginning. Lying in bed after work, he would review the events of the day, only to fall helplessly asleep, as if seized by a sleep demon, before he could even finish reminiscing.