“No, no, no, no, no, no—!! I can’t… die—!! Not yet—!!”

HanJun begged internally down on the wooden floor with blood dripping from his mouth. His vision was blurry but it was mainly because he was crying. He shouldn’t have left. It was a huge mistake. SungMin, his “best friend” towered over his body, both satisfied and in disbelief of his own actions: he poisoned him.

“I… I’m sorry, HanJun… it had to be done… I need your songs.. to become the best musician out there…” he muttered without remorse and walked off, not caring if he heard him or not.

It wasn’t long until HanJun woke up in heaven; how did he know? It was glowing everywhere, angels were flying and chatting. Some even approached him but he went straight to God and went down on his knees.

“Father—!! Lord—!! Please—!! I’m begging you—!! Send me back—!! I want to go back home—!!” He begged, pleaded, cried as angels watched him in sympathy.

“… Even if they’ve gotten over you…?” God asked.

Realisation hit him like a ton of bricks; why wouldn’t they forget him? He left them in the first place to become the greatest musician with SungMin.

“…yes…. I just want to see my son… my husband… please…”

“…I’ll grant you your wish. However, your actions affect your life now. So on this condition: you’ll reincarnate as another man, rather than a child, and win the hearts of your loved one once again. Though, I must warn you that it won’t be easy…”

Hearing this, HanJun felt a surge of hope. He bowed and thanked him with all he had until he was thrown back into the real world.

“Gah—!”

HanJun woke up in a hospital bed with a completely different face and body. He accustomed his surroundings and location. His main priority was to get home…