In the quiet tower without the main character, Yeonjun spent each day crying. Although Yeonjun had been granted eternal life, he had lost his reason to live, and he desperately wanted to die, but no matter what he did, he couldn't. And so a year passed, then ten, then a hundred, then a thousand years.
It wasn't until a thousand years later that Yeonjun finally left the tower. He gradually adapted to living among humans, and now he seemed like a normal person. He seemed like a normal person, but Yeonjun's days were always empty.
God gave him a small ability so that no one would question Yeonjun's age. Yeonjun went to high school every year and was always a third-year student, but no one thought it was strange.
“Hey, that’s senior Choi Yeonjun over there..”
“Wow that Instagram star??”
Yeonjun's walk to school captured the attention of high school girls. Unlike his lonely past, Yeonjun was now an Instagram star who captured everyone's attention. He was a popular kid. Wherever he went, he stood out, and of course, many people were by his side.
“Hey, Instagram star!”
“Ah, don’t call me that lol”
“So when are you going to follow me back on Instagram?”
“You know I have 0 followers.”
Yeonjun was a handsome, well-dressed, and good-looking high school senior with just over 500,000 followers. There must be quite a few people who like Yeonjun. He also received many offers from entertainment agencies, but he turned them all down.
While he was hanging out with his friends, someone passed by in the hallway. The scent of perfume was so familiar that Yeonjun immediately followed her, and when he saw her face, he was sure it was Jooyeon.
“Witch..”
That night, the number 1 appeared for the first time on Yeonjun's Instagram.
