I already died, I think. I’m sure I can’t survive a hit from a truck. So why is my face lying on my arms which is crossed on something that seems to be a table?

I just woke up a second ago, and I seem to be sitting on a chair, with my arms and head on a desk located right in front of me. My body also feels odd. My chest feels heavier, I couldn’t feel my holy rod, my body feels thin, and my hair is longer....

Ok, before I freak out, let’s assess the situation. I opened my eyes, and looked around. The table stretched on both directions, and were also being used by other people. The people I see had the same clothes, like a uniform,  and all of them also had varying hair colors. My table is elevated, and below was another table with a set of people using them, and below that is another table.

A few feet away from the lowest table was a large board, with a man standing near it and pointing on the words written on it. It looks like the place is a class room, and looking at my own clothes, I’m also one of the students. Ok, so after I died I woke up with a female body, and if that wasn’t bad enough, I also find myself in the middle of a class which I know nothing of.

I looked at the board and listened to the teacher’s words, and they were all in english, thank god. At least I can understand them, so now for the main problem, what the fuck is happening?

“Miss Alice Leterwine, could you please come here and answer the problem on the board.”

Since the teacher is looking at me, am I the one he’s calling? I looked around and it seems I’m the one called Alice.

“Miss Leterwine, if you can’t answer then stay awake. If I see you sleeping in my cla-“

“I can” I stood up and walked to the board. Since I get nothing by freaking out, I’ll act normally for now and get my answers later.

The problem on the board was a system of equation problem, so it’s nothing for an engineer like me.

The board that the teacher used was a white board, and on a corner was the marker. I took the marker and wrote everything without delay, like a human calculator. After I finished answering, everyone looked at me with widened eyes, and without getting fazed I asked. “Is my answer correct?”

The teacher stared at me for a few seconds and said. “Yes and you may go back to your sit, but please stay awake during my lessons even if you already know what I’m teaching.”

I placed the marker back to its rightful place and bowed to the teacher. “Sorry, it won’t happen again.”

I walked back to my seat without a change in my expression, but inside my head was a torrent of questions. How did this happen? When did this happen? Why did this happen? Where am I? And why am I in a female body?

After the lesson was break time, and another problem arose. When I opened something that seemed to be my bag, I saw a few things that I don’t recognize and it includes the money. There is no food to be seen in my bag, so I have to buy one, but I have no Idea what the value of the coins are.

I observed the people on the room and only a few came out, meaning this would still be my room for the next class. I do want to go to a quiet place to fix my thoughts, but I don’t even know where I should go, so I’ll follow the current events for now....Ah, so where do I go after all my classes end? Do I have a home?

With my bag in hand, I stood up and walked out of the room. I looked back from the outside and got the room’s number, it’s 3-11. Now I won’t get lost, I hope. I walked to the corridors following the others, in hopes of getting to a cafeteria. Luckily, the cafeteria was located just a few rooms away from my classroom.

As I entered, I observed the people buying their food, so that I could mimic the coins they used. Let’s see, the sandwich is three black coins and five blue coins. I looked inside my bag and yeah, I have enough for a sandwich, thank god.

“Oi, transfer student.”

The voice came from behind and when I looked, it was a silver haired man. His hair was also covering one of his eyes. Isn’t it irritating whenever your eyes get hit by your hair?

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He looked intimidating and after seeing the piercings on his ears I was certain, he was a delinquent. Damn it, I haven’t even resolved my main problem and another shows up.

I replied timidly. “W-what is it?”

I don’t know how long I’ll stay in this body, so it’s better to act friendly with others and reduce the possibility of more problems.

The delinquent looked amused and after staring at me for a while he said. “You’re blocking the path.”

Well yeah, I am standing in the entrance of the cafeteria, but it could fit five people at the same time, can’t you like....enter from the sides?

“S-sorry”

He looked at me like he can’t believe what I just said. Did I say something wrong?

After seeing his expression, I lowered my head and went to the line, to get myself some food. I have the exact amount of coins for a sandwich. Seriously, that’s the only money I have, is this girl poor? After buying food, I walked out of the cafeteria and decided to find a quiet place, which should be the rooftop.

Ignoring the stares I’m getting, I walked to the stairs. The whole building seems to be outdated, and so are the uniform of the people I see. There’s no AC unit or at least a fan on my classroom. A third world country?

I don’t even know where to start and the breeze between my legs is making it hard to stay focused. There’s also this irritating long hair and this heavy chest in front of me. Good thing I don’t have to interact that much.

When I got to the rooftop, there wasn’t anyone there. I could finally relax. Since there wasn’t any sign saying students are prohibited here, it’s ok for me to stay here right?

I sat down on the ground and started eating the sandwich. I was also on the edge of the rooftop, so I could see what’s outside the school. Ok, if this school is outdated, then what do I call what’s outside? The school grounds was ok, and there were other buildings inside, but the outside was....poor?

The houses looked cheap, the streets weren’t paved, the street lights were non-existent, and instead of cars, there were wagons and coaches moving around. What can I say, um....where am I? Seriously, where the hell am I?

“What are you doing here, transfer student?”

Ah it’s the same voice from before, the delinquent. I turned around and saw the silver haired delinquent followed by 2 other men.

He gave the food he was holding to one of the people behind him and walked closer to me. “Do you know what this place is?”

“The rooftop?”

The man’s eye twitched. After slapping his forehead, he said. “This is our territory and only the three of us are allowed to stay here.”

Ah, so that’s it. Is there no place where I can assess my current situation quietly?

I stood up and walked to him, well, not him, I was walking to the door. “Sorry, I didn’t know.”

Once I passed him, he stopped me by grabbing my....chest? really? Shouldn’t it be the shoulder?

“Everything in the rooftop is my property, so the moment you set foot here, you became mine.”

I shoved his hand away and said. “I’m sorry, I won’t go here again.”

After I said that, I continued walking, but his two goons blocked the door. Oh for christ sake, more and more problems keep on popping out.

“I didn’t say you could leave.”

So let me get this straight, I’m stuck in a female body and a place that I have no knowledge of, then I don’t even have time to arrange my thoughts. Now a man is saying I’m his property?

Even though I tried my best to act normally, what did I do to deserve this?

I looked back to the silver haired man and directed all of my frustration and anger to him. “Do you have a death wish?”