Chapter 1: I Got Transmigrated Into My Novel [1]
"Do you believe in magic?"
"Well... Not really."
The sounds of a bustling street reverberated in my mind as figures of people in their early or late twenties staggered past me.
'They reek of alcohol.' I thought to myself as I reached my destination.
I pushed open the door of the convenience store, and the loud bell chimed as I stepped inside the white-lit space.
I glanced around before making my way to the third aisle, where I grabbed some vegetables and a tray of thirty eggs.
"I'll take this," I said, addressing the young woman behind the counter, who appeared to be around my age.
"Oh, hey Jin-sung, we haven't seen each other since last year."
Only when the beautiful woman with black hair casually spoke, did I recognize her. "Yeah, it's been a while, Jinah-ssi," I replied, my tone far from casual.
Blushing slightly, she looked up at me. "Uhmm..." she began shyly. "Are you perhaps free this weekend?"
I could already tell where the conversation was heading. Jinah and I had dated in high school, but I broke up with her almost immediately after.
