Ayane Kobayashi has been anticipating the release of "Prism Hearts Academia" ever since its preview announcement. Now with the well-received otome game in hand, she finds herself ploughing through each route for four-out-of-five male leads.
There's...
"Honestly... Why are you being so noisy in the middle of the night?"
With a fleeting sweep of his lustrous midnight-blue hair, the young man rubbed his eyes, revealing a small mole beneath his left eye. His piercing gaze, filled with a mix of intensity and fatigue, locked onto me in the dim light. His pale skin, kissed by the moon's silver glow, made his features even more striking, while his low, husky voice still carried a sleepy quality.
When I saw him, my brain crashed like a computer with a blue screen of death.
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Klein Kopas. There was no mistaking those distinct features or that articulate voice. Even half-asleep, he regarded me with a touch of annoyance, his gaze fixed with precision.
I could only stare, my mouth and eyes hung open — utterly frozen in awe.
There's... No way...
How can he be standing there...?!
He's... He's not supposed to be real!
"...Hello? Are you going to answer my question?" Klein's disapproval was palpable as he crossed his slender arms. "It's impolite to keep someone waiting when they ask you something, Seira."
His admonishment barely registered; the mention of that name was far more jarring.
Did he just call me...
My eyes widened as it took me a few moments to connect the dots. I glanced down at my unfamiliar hands, noting the blue-painted nails, and then at the rest of the body that clearly wasn't mine.
This body...?!
I sprang out of bed with urgency and made a beeline for the small mirror hanging on the wall of the compartment.
Klein watched with confusion as I stared at my reflection, my expression morphing to pure horror.
"I'm— I'M Seira?!" I squawked, my voice pitching high in disbelief.
Klein blinked at me in bewilderment from behind, but I was too absorbed in my own shock to notice. My eyes remained glued to the mirror, where terror and awe battled for dominance on my face.
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