I gripped my fist and clenched my teeth. I had to press my lips tightly to not let out a sound because if I didn’t, I thought swear words would escape out of my mouth. Yeon-Hoon was sleeping, and I needed to calm my heart. I stared at the scene in front of me. I was inside a coffee shop. Since it didn’t look like a coffee franchise that was nearby here, I thought this incident wasn’t something that would happen around our dorm.0

My aunt was sitting on the chair, looking at me. And in this future scene, I was wearing a sweater and track pants. I didn’t own any of these clothes yet, so I supposed this was a future that wouldn’t take any time soon. Since Precognitive Vision let me observe the scene from a third-person perspective, I was able to check facts as an outsider. I glanced at my aunt and checked her appearance. She was wearing a homely dress filled with strange patterns. As she usually did, her appearance was gaudy and eccentric.1

‘She aged.’ Though it had been just three years since I last saw her in this timeline, she aged considerably more. It was inevitable, considering how much she drank and smoked. I could easily predict what she would say next.0

—I bet you earned...6