Nayun had jumped three steps to the side the instant she felt danger looming over her, her instincts as sharp as ever. Now she was watching in silence, her arms crossed in front of her chest, her frown slightly deepened and a familiar gleam of distrust in her eyes. The kind of look that only soone who really knows you can give. It was as if she was trying to decipher my intentions with a simple stare.
"..."
I breathed softly before speaking.
"I'll start..."
I adjusted my posture, ready to trigger the magic of the enchanted screen in front of us, a magic capable of reproducing mories as if they were movies. But before I could even conjure up the first fragnt of mory, Nayun approached with firm, decisive steps, and with an unexpected gesture, raised her arms, positioning herself right in front of , preventing from continuing.
"Uh?! What is it, Nayun?"
She bit her lower lip slightly, as if trying to find the courage to speak. Her eyes seed to hesitate for a second, but when she finally spoke, her voice ca out soft and clear, like a confession she had been holding back for so ti.
"Hey! I was thinking... The truth is, I wanted to hear you talk about yourself, rather than watch."
I blinked, a little surprised.
"Are you sure? I think it's better this way, it might be easier to understand and less ti-consuming too."
It was true, we still had more than fifty minutes until class started, enough ti to show everything objectively. Besides, as vivid as they were, mories seen through magic could seem distant, as if they weren't real. Even so, I feared that by telling it in my own words, she would doubt the veracity of what that "" from the past had experienced.
But Nayun shook her head firmly.
"No..."
Her short, almost whispered reply was full of feeling. Her cheeks were flushed, and yet she kept her gaze fixed on mine. There was tenderness and determination in her expression, a quiet beauty that hit like an arrow in the chest.
"...I want to hear from you, I want to know about you, I want to know about my boyfriend."
For a mont, I couldn't answer. I just stood there, staring at her as if for the first ti.
I sighed with a smile of slight surrender.
"Okay, I'll tell you what, just don't get tired after you start listening to ."
After all, my life was as ordinary as anyone else's until my reincarnation.
She rolled her eyes, but smiled.
"I told you I don't care."
"Okay, I get it..."
"Ah! Can we go back to our dorm first? It's a bit scary up here."
I looked at her with a slightly crooked smile.
"..."
It was funny to hear her refer to the dormitory as "ours", but in a way, she wasn't wrong. From the mont she agreed to be with , that space beca as much hers as it was mine.
"Co here."
I shrugged, anyway, she wasn't wrong...
"Co here!"
I put out my arms and pulled her close, wrapping her in a firm hug, her body fitting naturally into mine.
"Hey! Is that necessary?"
She gave a suspicious look as she felt my closeness, rightly suspecting my intentions.
"Yes."
I replied with the world's most serious face.
"The closer, the better for teleportation to work."
"Pervert!"
She retorted instantly, her cheeks taking on an even brighter hue. It was obvious that she didn't believe for a second, and rightly so, as the excuse was as la as my face would allow.
Still, she didn't move away. The greenish glow of magic enveloped us like an enchanted mist and, in an instant, the image of planet earth in front of us disappeared.
When the light faded, we were already in the warm comfort of the dormitory. She threw herself onto the sofa, grabbed a cushion and sat down cross-legged.
"Now... talk. Tell who you are. From the beginning."
And so I took a deep breath, preparing to open my heart.
After all, my life had been ordinary, as ordinary as anyone else's... until the day I was reincarnated into this world.
Sitting down facing her, I began to speak.
"You already know that I had a family before I beca an orphan, right?"
She nodded with a slight affirmative sound.
"Hmm! You told that they had been in a plane crash when you were 11 years old."
"That's right, but there's sothing I didn't tell you, this accident that killed my family, it wasn't quite... in this world."
Nayun frowned. Her gaze sought to understand, without judging, but her surprise was visible.
"What do you an...?"
"It happened in my original world. A completely different place from here, with no magic, no monsters, no djinns, no demons, no heroes... Just ordinary people, living ordinary lives. Cars, airplanes, technology... Still the sa but different from here..."
She continued to stare at , without interrupting. Then I continued.
"Theo's family in this world also had an accident. A similar accident, which also took their lives. But... This wasn't my family. They weren't the sa people. They were strangers to , even though we shared the sa na and almost the sa appearance."
I looked away for a mont, trying to co to terms with the strangeness of it all. It was an uncomfortable feeling, living with mories of two lives, one so distant and the other newly discovered.
"When I woke up here, in this body... at first, I thought it was a dream. Or a delirium. But everything was real. I had been reincarnated, or perhaps transmigrated after I died. I don't know for sure. What I do know is that it was no longer the sa world. And, sohow, I had inherited soone else's life... Theo from here."
The silence that followed was dense. Nayun hugged the cushion tighter, her eyes slightly wide.
"So... you rember everything? Theo's life now and before?"
"Yes. I rember my childhood, my parents, my little sister... every detail. From both lives."
She stared at , carefully taking in the words.
"And now..."
She continued
"This Theo of now... who is he? And did you find out why I ca here?"
"He's . Both of them are still . I didn't replace anyone... I just carried on. Like a story with a new chapter, written in a different language. I don't know if I was brought here for a reason, if I'm a piece in a bigger ga, or if it was all just a mistake of fate. But every choice I've made, before and since, has been my own. And they all led here."
She let out a deep sigh. Her shoulders relaxed and, for the first ti since I started talking, she smiled, a slight but genuine smile. One that said: "How nice, how nice that it's you."
"So... go on. Tell more. What was your world like? What was your life like there?"
"Okay."
I said, straightening up.
But first, I added with a playful tone:
"But if you fall asleep in the middle of the story, I'll wake you up with a tickle."
She narrowed her eyes, threatening a slap with the pillow.
"Don't you dare."
And so I continued. The morning was still young, and for the first ti, I felt I was telling my story not to justify my existence, but to share it with soone who really wanted to understand.
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Author: "Hello everyone, I'm here to tell you why I haven't posted any chapters on Fridays or Sundays.
I've just started studying (UNIVERSITY), and I'm also working. So it's hard to find the ti to write chapters and post them for you these days. I'm leaving this notice so that you can understand my absence from the daily chapters.
I'll try to keep up at least one chapter every two days."
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