After Swapping Bodies with My Childhood Friend

I was kissed by the school bully, and the next day we woke up with our souls swapped, each in the other's body.

Hugh Romero was mean. Every day, he said I was a crybaby because, after our bodies were swapped, he was the one who experienced the pain of menstrual cramps.

I felt so aggrieved.

Finally, our bodies switched back.

But his expression became gloomier as days passed by, and his gaze at me became stranger.

Later, when he was drunk one day, he cornered me and kissed me again.

"You've seen my body. What now? You have to take responsibility for me..."

1

My name was Diana Gildon, and Hugh was my hot-tempered childhood sweetheart.

Hugh had always been wild, and his favorite thing to do was to bully me.

Finally, I made it through the SAT. Yet he and I were admitted to the same university and the same major.

Fortunately, we were not in the same class.

Otherwise, I would have been bullied all day long.

It took me a month to accept the reality that I would have to live under his shadow for the next four years.

After the military training, at the dinner party where the old and new students met, Hugh drank too much and called me to find him, threatening to tell my mom about the time in high school when I skipped class to go to the internet cafe if I didn't come.

See? The military training had just ended, and he had already started to boss me around.

Skipping class was a long time ago. How come he was still holding it against me?

I was so unlucky to have such a childhood sweetheart.

"Dude! I'm having dinner just upstairs. Can't you wait until I finish?" I expressed my dissatisfaction when I saw Hugh leaning against the wall.

"What's the point of having dinner with them? You can't drink anyway. It's boring. Let's go, I'll take you back." Hugh probably had a lot to drink. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, which made him even more good-looking.

Was it him who gave me a lift or the other way around? He was so drunk that he couldn't even walk straight.

"Wait, Hugh. Wait a second."

Just as we were about to leave, a tall and sweet-looking girl ran over with a phone in her hand.

I knew her. She was Rachel Bowen. She was in the same class as me, and she was the prettiest girl in our department.

She was surprised to see me, obviously puzzled as to why I was with Hugh.

Hugh made a big name for himself during military training because he exchanged a few moves with the instructor. Also, he was selected as the school hunk because of his good looks.

As for me, I was ordinary. I was rich, and that was all.

The only thing I could boast about was a pair of beautiful eyes.

It made sense that Hugh and I didn't know each other.

"Diana, I have something to say to Hugh. Can you..."

"Sure. I understand."

I was about to go away, but Hugh pressed on my shoulder, supporting half of his body on me.

He lazily said, "What can't be said in front of her?"

I fell silent.

Why are you involving me? What's your problem?

Rachel's smile remained as she said, "But what I'm about to say is a bit private. If Diana is here, I feel a bit embarrassed..."

Hugh interrupted her with a deadpan expression, "If it's embarrassing, then there's no need to say it."

Does Hugh have some beef with beautiful women?

He's so unromantic.

Rachel still persisted, "Well... OK then. I'm Rachel from the next class. I want to be friends with you. Can I friend you on WhatsApp?"

However, Hugh remained unmoved. He said, "No."

I stood silently on the side.

Hugh, you've been complaining about being single every day. Now the time has come. Are you sure you want to reject such a beautiful girl?

Hugh pushed me. "Stop standing there foolishly. Let's go back."

"Oh."

Hugh, who was drunk, was not easy to deal with. I was a little scared.

Rachel chased after us. "Can I ask why?"

Hugh ignored her and kept urging me in my ear to leave quickly.

He was so annoying. I started to regret coming to find him.

"Let me ask from a different perspective. Are you and Diana going out?"

What does it have to do with me?

Hugh stopped and glanced at Rachel, then looked at me with a burning gaze with something indiscernible in his eyes.

Just as I was puzzled, the next second, something soft touched my lips.

It was a bit warm with a hint of alcohol.

I heard Hugh's voice coming from the top of my head. "What do you think?"

Give me a break!

Hugh, when will you get rid of the habit of kissing someone when you're drunk?