Chapter: 1

Have you ever been in a situation like this, when you woke up not knowing where you were and what you did a moment ago? Probably many times, unfortunately, I have never been in a similar situation. Because when I woke up from a dream I was no longer in my body. You think I've gone crazy, I must have taken something while still high.

There's only one problem with this, I've never taken any drugs in my life, I didn't smoke, I didn't drink. I lived the average life of an ordinary person, not exposing myself to any problems. Now in front of the mirror I didn't see my familiar face, the mirror showed a handsome face, perfectly modeled facial features, thick black hair cut like a K-pop idol that added charm, and eyes were covered in deep black, which magnetically drew attention to themselves. Surprised, I touched my cheek, wanting to pinch myself to check if I was dreaming. A slight pain made me realize this was not a dream after all, but some twisted reality. My head was churning with various thoughts.

Had I reincarnated? Had I been kidnapped by aliens? Or maybe my previous life was some kind of illusion?

I decided to take a close look around the room I was in. It was a very modestly furnished room, a small sink, falling apart kitchen furniture, cobwebs in the corners of the ceiling. My attention was drawn to a sleeping figure lying on a dingy mattress. It was rather a young, overweight youth, with a rounded face, and wearing large round glasses on his nose. He was sleeping deeply, not noticing my presence. I decided to wake him up to find out more about myself.

"Excuse me, can you wake up?" I said to the sleeping person with a slightly trembling voice.

However, the young man was sleeping like the dead.

Should I woke him harder or shout in his ear? I touched his arm, shaking it slightly.

I felt a sudden dizziness, my legs began to buckle under me, falling violently to the floor. My eyelids began to close on their own. I felt myself falling asleep. I tried to resist it, but to no avail. Suddenly, as if the desire to sleep disappeared and I opened my eyes.

I noticed that I was not in the same position as when I fell. Because I did not feel the hard floor on my back, only a soft mattress. In front of my face was the handsome young man I had seen earlier in front of the mirror.

I was now the fat young man I had tried to wake up earlier.

Wh.. What is it?! I thought, surprised. This is getting more and more twisted.

In my head, however, the answer was already forming. I think I am in Lookism after all. But how is that possible? But I died? It was my favorite webcomic, because I could very easily empathize with the character of Daniel Park,

I myself also felt the effects of bullying at school, but it was not because of my weight or height. No, they simply chose me because I was too gentle, different from them, who liked to read books during breaks.

I also had almost zero communication skills with the class, which worsened due to bullying, causing me to stutter.

Poor sports skills, did not cause me to find any support.

The teachers also ignored the bullying that I tried to report. Unfortunately, a handshake was not enough to end the conflict with the bullies.

It only got worse, so I stopped reporting any problems, trying to endure the increasing physical and mental violence towards me,

So now my name is also Daniel, it will be easier for me to get used to it.

I thought with relief. I did not try to think about my past anymore, because my dream was to escape from my old life. I got a new chance, there was nothing more important. Joy appeared in my heart, tears started to flow down my cheeks, feeling a huge relief, as if a huge boulder had fallen from my heart.

Whether it's fiction or not, I'll live this new life, I won't waste it again. I promised myself in my mind.

I decided to swap with the handsome second body again. Again, I nudged the young man hard. The same feeling of falling asleep suddenly appeared, but this time I didn't resist it. I woke up again as the handsome Daniel Park. I headed to a small table on which lay some unknown brand of phone. I launched the Wetube application, curious to find instructional videos on How to fight from the second webcomic Viral-hit. Unfortunately, Hobin's channel was not there yet. To my delight, I found Samdak's channel, I started a video showing a muscular figure wearing a rubber rooster mask on his head. It was an amazing feeling. I knew I didn't have to watch it because both bodies had a talent for copying martial arts movements. However, I decided to watch all the recorded videos. I copied the instructor's movements, smoothly performing what he showed in the videos.

I didn't want to do the same as Daniel Park from the main story. I'll learn to fight faster.

I will no longer be a pushover.

Being a pacifist has never paid off for me. I thought to myself, irritated.

I also need to lose weight in my fat body as soon as possible. Fat Daniel has the same potential as a handsome body, with both bodies in perfect shape I will be able to do more.

I was in a terrible financial situation.

I should start modeling as soon as possible to support both of us and help my mother. I didn't have a mother in my previous life because she abandoned me when I was a child. Seeing the great dedication of Daniel Park's mother made me want to help her a lot.

Creating a channel on WeTube seems like a good idea. People here are blindly focused on a person's appearance. I should quickly gain some fame. It would also be good to start with covers, but unfortunately I lack recording equipment for that.

I decided to dress up to go out on the town, looking for a place where I could take some good shots for my profile.

Seoul was an unknown place for me, I had never traveled anywhere outside my country. I searched for the nearest park nearby where I could go. Crowds of people quickly noticed my presence, directing curious glances at me, whispering something excitedly to each other. I felt the stress caused by their gazes, I was not used to such behavior towards me. The girls directed their phones towards me, taking pictures of me out of the blue. I smiled subduedly, slightly raising the corners of my lips. A pink blush bloomed on the faces of the women, some of them started squealing with joy. The braver ones decided to approach me.

"Hello, you are very handsome. What is your name. Where are you from? Are you a model?" the women asked in chorus,

"Hello, my name is Daniel, I moved here recently, No, but I plan to be one" I answered the questions one by one, trying not to show them my stress related to their presence. The girls, encouraged by the answer, started asking me more questions, this time more intimate ones.

"Do you have a girlfriend? How old are you? Will you go out with me?" After the last question, an argument started between them.

"What?! Do you think Daniel will want you like that? Maybe look in the mirror? Don't you have a husband?!" They started to insult each other, causing a commotion.

I decided not to answer any more questions, but to disappear from there unnoticed. I should buy some sunglasses next time, no wonder celebrities wear them all the time. Mentally promising myself.

The rest of the way to the park went without a hitch because most of the people there were already older people. I took a few pictures of myself against the background of trees and cherry blossoms and decided to upload them to my WeTube channel.