Why didn't I think of this before? That handsome bartender is so brilliant. All I have to do is jump into the middle of the road and I'll get my rebirth or transmigration.
So yes, I'm standing by the side of the road, still barefooted and with my full senses, okay, maybe I'm a little tipsy.
Alright, maybe I'm not a little tipsy, maybe I'm a lot tipsy, but that doesn't change the fact that here I am, by the side of the road waiting for that truck to come so I can jump in front of it and it will hit me!
Since I'm a comic and anime fan, I'm sure Truck-kun will be kind enough to hit me, and I will have the right to finally say… Truck-kun strikes again!!!
Personally, I do not mind being transmigrated into the last manhwa I read like it always happens in those animes, but rather than that, I would prefer to be taken back in time. Preferably to when I had first run away from home as a child.
I should never have returned, that is the one thing I regret the most.
If I hadn't, then I could have avoided all the mess in my life right now.
Although it would have been nice if I could get revenge for all they have done to me, but I don't have the power for that so I will just stick with running from home.
*HONK HONK HONK* The deep, booming sound of the truck's horn resonates throughout the area. The driver is probably doing that to alert people to stay away from the road because it is about to turn a corner. But to me that sound isn't telling me to stay away. No, it is telling me to come closer.
I lift my head to see that it is almost here, so I take in a deep breath as the sound of the horn comes again.
It is close…
Any moment now.
Just a little closer.
One, two, and three!
With no reason not to want to be visited by the infamous truck-kun, I run from the side of the road and stand in the center with my hands spread out and my eyes shut.
"Here I am truck-kun!" I scream at the top of my voice, "Take me!!"
*HONKKKK*
… Bam!!! I feel it!
I feel my side being impaled and my legs lifting off the ground. My arms that were spread out naturally wraps around the truck as I feel myself flying in the air with the truck in my arms.
Then… Bam again! My body crashes onto the ground with the truck resting heavily atop me, crushing me and a smile laces my lips as I nod my head with my eyes still closed and whisper to myself as I die, "Truck-kun strikes again!"
Now that I am dead, all I have to do is wait to be reincarnated, or transmigrated, preferably taken back in time, but transmigration is fine too.
I'm humming in my head while I wait with my eyes closed for the reincarnation or transmigration to take place, but the process seems longer than it usually is in those manhwas.
Ahhh! Foolish me! I'll have to open my eyes first. I am so dumb, maybe this is why they all tend to play me like a fiddle.
Alright, time to open my eyes and wake up in a new world, but preferably, back in time and—
Wait a minute, I think I heard a honk, or was it just me? Was I reborn on the roadside? Why will I be hearing a honk sound?
Don't think about it, just open your eyes and— huh? Something is moving on my body!
"Miss! Miss, how are you feeling?"
Ouch! Who the heck is slapping my face?! Ohh! It's probably a prince charming or a grand duke. Yes, it is always a grand duke. One who has found me lying helpless in a forest after transmigrating!
Typical story. This is why I love Truck-kun, he is always so precise. He never fails.
Well, shall we open our eyes and see prince, duke, marquess, or emperor charming? Oh I can't wait!
Slowly, I open my eyes while still hearing the calm and soothing worried voice of Mr. Charming.
And the first thing I notice are his eyes. Damn! They are the grayest of all grays. Perfectly trimmed black hair, full brows, full lips, long lashes, sharp pointed nose, clean-cut jawline that can cut through paper and yes, he is big and huge.
Oh wait, he looks a lot like that handsome bartender from earlier. Well I guess people can have doubles in another world.
Who cares? Everything about him is a check!! Truck-kun did it!! As expected! He gave me the typical fantasy description. If I had known it would be like this I would have gotten hit by Truck-kun a long time ago!
"Miss, can you hear me?!" Oh my darling of course I can hear you, I am just taking in all the glory of your beauty, don't mind me. "Hey, what is taking the paramedics so long?! I think she has a concussion."
"How can you be sure?" Whose voice is that?
"She's smiling like an overfed quokka without saying a single word. That has to be a sign of concussion."
*Wee-Woo*
Wait, is that the sound of a siren I hear? I thought this was a medieval love story? So where the heck did the siren come from?
Come to think of it, my Mr. Charming is wearing a leather jacket. Was I transmigrated into a modern world?
"No, no, do not move. I think you might have hurt your head." He is saying but I just have to look around and—
"Huh!!!" I gasp as I see the truck that should have run me over standing there in the middle of the street! With some people gathered around.
Quickly I rise to my feet even though Mr. Charming is trying to stop me from rising up and now I can see clearly…
Same billboard, same signpost, same bus station, same annoying manhwa art shop that never has what you are looking for!!!
I lift my hand to my head and clench a fistful of my hair in them as I look around me with horror.
It wasn't Truck-kun that ran me over! It was this bulldozer of a man! Whom I thought was Mr. Charming!!!
And now I'm realizing, "Truck-kun why!!" I cry out. "Truck-kun failed me!!" are the last words I scream before I am taken over by complete darkness.
Blackout.