
They were given the lives they would have chosen if they were never idols. A quiet home. A normal future. Someone to love without fear. But happiness becomes terrifying when you realize it was never supposed to exist in the first place. If It Were Me is a story about alternate lives, emotional longing, and the pain of choosing between destiny and the life that finally made you happy.

Softened in memory; emptied in sorrow; redeemed in water.

After waking in her familiar 2026 world, Jisoo returns to 1994 — this time knowing it’s all real. Faced with the husband she was never supposed to touch and the life she accidentally claimed, she must learn the rules of a world she didn’t choose… while carrying the memory of his hands on her skin.

For the first time in years, Lia lives a life where she can slow down. No stage lights. No endless expectations. Just quiet mornings, gentle love, and the feeling of finally being understood. Which is exactly why losing it might destroy her.

Ryujin is given a glimpse into a different life — one where she chose herself over the stage. But as fragments of her real memories begin resurfacing, the line between reality and desire slowly begins to break apart. And the more she falls in love with this life… the harder it becomes to leave it behind.

Yeji is given a glimpse into a different life — one where she chose love over fame. But the more real this world becomes, the harder it is to remember which life truly belongs to her.

There was something that kept pushing her closer to Giselle, no matter how hard she craved to be free of her. Giselle was fun. Giselle was at every party and club nobody invited her to, but everyone expected her to show up. Giselle was skilled with her hands, mouth, and brain. For Giselle, every place was open and welcoming; she commanded every room, she fit in and stood out at once. Aeri was Aeri, nothing more.

Some mornings Jisoo doesn't know which world she's in. Some afternoons the lines blur in ways she can't hide. And some lunches, a stolen lip balm and a single quiet question from a best friend can make the weight of an impossible secret feel just a little bit lighter — without ever saying a word.