Irene is a ghost.

Episode 2

When I got home, it was 12:55.
I hurried back inside the house and looked in the mirror.
Her hair was turning golden, and her dress was also becoming longer.
"Phew...thank goodness. Good timing."

-Ding!-

The 12 o'clock bell rang.
At 12 o'clock, I was wearing my usual blonde ponytail and purple aristocratic dress.
"Ugh... the dress is so heavy..."
I collapsed on the sofa.
Is it because it's so heavy that I can't even sleep?
Still, sleep didn't come.
furthermore..
Because I passed through the sofa and lay on the floor!
The bed is the same, but this is better, so there's nothing I can do about it..
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I'm the author of Heartbeat!

I'll just write a little today ㅠㅠ

sorry..