Things didn't really start off all that weird, but boy - that sure didn't last.
My eyes fluttered open as normal. A slow, gradual build-up to waking up. I savored the sensation of being in bed, and kept my eyes closed, tossing and turning around. It was a nice, chilly day, but not too cold.
I reached over to the side of my bed where I normally kept my phone.
And, uh, it wasn't there.
So, I opened my eyes, and I was suddenly worried that I'd gone blind, until I realized it was just my hair.
Wait a minute.
There was no way I had bangs... and my hair was blue?!
So, turns out I wasn't in my room. That's one thing to worry about right away.
But what really yanked my chain was... well.
I don't know how to explain it, other than this. It was anime.
Not that I woke up in a room full of figurines and posters, and whatnot. I mean it was literally anime. I was...god dammit, I'm in an actual anime?!
I even did that cliche thing where you rub your eyes to try and restore some normalcy to reality.
Nope! Still anime.
My heart was thumping, but I barely even noticed it. I held my hands up and looked at them: they were nothing like any normal person's hands.
They were cel-shaded!
God dammit, don't look in the mirror, don't look in the mirror....
I looked in the mirror.
I was looking at a young anime girl with blueish-purple hair and purple eyes. A girl who was about fourteen or fifteen stared back at me.
Okay, okay, calm down. Calm down!
I slowly put my hands down and took a deep breath. The air smelled different. There was something about it that felt more like... home?
"Ugh," I groaned, "what's going on here?"
This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real.
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