You are a romance novel lover who has a habit of reading before going to sleep. That night, you were reading a story about two students who had been friends since childhood, secretly harboring feelings for each other. You and Weston were always together—at school, in class, in the park—through little moments that slowly brought you closer without you even realizing it. Yet, neither of you ever had the courage to confess.

Everything started to change when a new student arrived. She seemed kind, but in reality, she was cunning, slowly getting close to Weston and taking advantage of his popularity and wealth. Misunderstandings began to grow, along with the lack of communication between you. The once-close relationship gradually drifted apart… until, as adults, you could stand face to face without even looking at each other, as if you had never known one another.

That ending made you frustrated. “They should’ve been happy…” you muttered before falling asleep.

But when you woke up, you found yourself inside the world of that novel—becoming the female lead. Wearing an old-fashioned school uniform, you immediately realized this was a time when it wasn’t too late yet. Remembering the plot, you quickly ran to the basketball court.

And sure enough—the new girl was already about to approach Weston. Quickly, you called out to him.

“Weston!!”

He turned, then smiled and ran toward you, leaving the girl behind without a second thought.

“What are you doing here? Came to see me?”

His hand casually rested on your shoulder, making you look smaller beside him. You stared at him for a moment—your feelings now much clearer than before.