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Rubbing my nose, looking at my laptop and then at the desk blankly-- I knew I was absentmindedly staring into nothing. My online class is about to end and I'm really excited to go back to bed.

Ugh, I hate online classes. If it weren't for this cursed pandemic, I would still enjoy going out with my friends after school. I wouldn't have to spend this much time stuck at home.

The people in our house are toxic. Everyone constantly decides everything for me and I'm not even allowed to say a thing. They are forcing me to be somebody that they wished they became.

It sucks to be the youngest in the family. I want to leave and never come back. The only escape I have now are my books. I miss the feeling of dirt and mud on my feet when I run in the rain with my dog, Wolfie. He doesn't look like a wolf, he was a shiba inu. It was funny that I remembered how he thinks that he was a real wolf... until he died.

I couldn't even step a foot outside now and I'm very lonely. The best of the sunlight I get was from my bedroom's window. I hate how they treat me like a total prisoner in here. I just hate being locked up.

Why can't I just be born in another world? In a world where the extraordinary happens. Extraordinary, like my books. Wolves, Vampires, Wizards, Monsters, Mermaids, Pixies.

I didn't realize that I have been daydreaming again. The online instructor was saying his ending remarks and finished the class. I celebrated by closing the damn laptop and not caring about the pending activities I have.

I am officially done for the day, rubbing my nose in silent small victory. I jumped back in bed and sighed in relief. My back felt so satisfied at the soft foam pressed against it. Oh, how I love the bed!

Having to lay down in the quiet abyss, I am now back with my own thoughts. What if I did live in another world? Where no one is sick due to the virus. Where everyone has a distinct feature and no one had to be told to be like someone else.

I want something like that. I could just wish. I wish that I can live in a world that I had to unravel and explore. To live in a world where I can see wolfie again.

Me and my thoughts fell asleep, just like that. I woke up in the middle of the night because my stomach wouldn't stop growling. I forgot to eat for almost two days.

I zombie walked towards the light where my door is. My room was dark because I didn't bother opening the lights before I fell asleep earlier.

I opened the door and was confused. Where the fuck am I? I looked back at my room and opened the lights. It was still my room. I ran towards the window of my room and looked outside. A tree?

Where's the Lee's house? Did the house moved on its own or am I still dreaming? I was looking confusedly outside when someone knocked at my opened door thrice.

"Jimin, we have to talk to you.", a man said. I looked back at him and he was somewhat familiar. Wait, did he fucking say Jimin?! I looked around to look for someone else in my room.

I knew that Jimin is my idol from BTS. I gasped, I looked back at the man. Oh my fucking shit, that's Jimin's freaking dad. Wait, I looked down at myself and gasped. Who am I?

I was a depressed fatty when I slept. I don't remember having this toned body, ever. I looked at the man again and pointed at myself. "I'm Jimin?", I croaked and oh shit. I knew this very unique voice even when I'm unconscious.

"Oh my shit.", I whispered with a gasp. "Are you done freaking out? Is that the result of the last potion you made?", my supposed father asked. I just nodded and followed him out. The lay out of the house changed from what was originally ours.

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