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Caution:- Offensive terms and language. I am not belittling Japan nor am I complimenting any country, this is a fictional story no need to get personal and say rude stuff. I am not pointing out the worst things of Japan, I am just clueless about Japan as I am not a citizen there.
╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝If someone were to ask her what was happening she wouldn't have an answer either. She was stunned as she looked at herself in the mirror, a very unfamiliar face, a face of a celebrity.
she swears she used to be short, she swore that she used to have thin black hair that was dry, regular brown eyes with nothing special, pimples and acne used to be all over her face, hair on her body was a regular thing (she was too lazy to shave), she had an average chest size, she was chubby. But this body was totally opposite of hers.
Pale purple eyes and shiny dark black hair that went past her waist, a very pale skintone that looked like she hadn't been in the sun, she was tall, somewhere around 5'7 or 5'8, body hair shaved and thin figure with delicate fingers and those small slightly plump pink lips.
No matter how you look at it this body wasn't hers. No matter how much diet she would do, her body wouldn't become like this.
"What is...?" Her voice was sickeningly gentle and soft. This wasn't her voice, her voice was normal, what is this female lead like beauty?
"Pipu?" She flinched, a child like animal voice, she looked at her left side to the doorway, a small black slime like thing, "Pipu? Pipu! Pipu!" It was screeching, it hurt her ears, it wasn't even that loud, this body was too delicate!
"Shut up!" She shouted yet her voice didn't have that anger, it was more like a slight annoyance. No her voice wasn't conveying her emotions at all. The slime seemed to have gone quiet and left the room hopping.
She collapsed on the bed, leaning on the headboard, her knees to her chest, holding her head with her hands, this was outrageous, too sudden, her memories were everywhere, this situation was a total mess.
She wasn't hit by a truck, she was having a regular day going to her own house, she had a argument with her mother about having a boyfriend and then went to take a nap. Like everyday, just like everyday.
What... What was this? Isekai? To which world? It looks modern, atleast the room did.
She noticed a phone on the table... A phone! She suddenly got up but her feet got tangled up in the sheets and she fell on the floor face down. She groaned and got up, massaging her now red nose as well as her forehead, she blinked away her tears, forgetting her pain she quickly went to the study table and picked up the phone.
It was Apple iPhone... The owner of the body sure was rich, to own an iPhone.
The phone opened with her fingerprint, the date it was 21st June. She gulped and opened the map application and turned on her location, Harajuku?
There was also a wallet beside the phone, she checked the cards and there was ID.
Name :-Yoru Murasaki
Date of birth :- 1997 27 December F.
Nationality/Region :- Japan
Address :- xxx-xxxx Tokyo-to,
Shibuya-ku, Hommachi 2 choume, 4-7, Sunny Mansion 203.(There are several other things mentioned in an ID card, I don't know much about Japan and the address is actually a sample address found on Google, so I don't know much about it and the perfect location of the house won't be mentioned.)
Shibuya. A very cursed place. It traumatizes her as she thinks about it, the place where Nanami Kento died. Wait... Was she reborn in JJK world? No way right? And why was she Harajuku? She looked around the room and noticed it was more like a hotel room.
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Reborn into JJk
FanfictionA modern girl that gets reincarnated into jjk >>None of the pics used here are mine >>Other than the oc None of the characters belong to me. Hello to everyone that'll read this story... I am quitting on being an author and leaving wattpad. So I've...