Am I dreaming?
This was the first thought that crossed my mind.
Just a moment ago, I was having a brawl with genius shaman Yoo Il-am on the school rooftop.
But now, here I am at the school playground.
Unless I jumped off the rooftop ready to die, there's no way I could have come down to the ground this quickly.
Moreover,
"Please, make me an astronaut!"
"Oh, God! Please give me a miracle~!"
"I wish I could be the president..."
The third-year students who had finished their morning assembly long ago were bustling around the playground.
How did this happen?
I was confused.
"Next student."
A woman's voice came from inside the medical bus.
"......"
"Next student! Hurry up and come in!"
But since no one was entering the bus, the voice grew louder.
"Moon-soo, what are you doing?"
"Hey, it's your turn."
"Get in there quickly!"
"Huh?"