WHEN FICTION BECOMES FATE

Prologue

2024, 20th of August
[City Name], [Country Name]
8:00 AM

“I had so many misfortunes that happened in my life but I never thought it would be this bad.”

“And here I thought my life was finally starting to get better, so why am I in this situation?”

Earlier…
7:25 AM

It was once again Monday, and students from different schools were on their way to take their first class of the week, and [Y/N] was one of them.

Slowly walking down the sidewalk while eating her poorly made sandwich her eyes mindlessly followed the figure of a little boy playing with his car toys.

It took her a few seconds to realize what was happening, “What the— where are this child's parents?! He's playing on the sidewalk!” The teenage girl frantically looked around to find any adult that might be the parents; finding no one around, she gathered all the courage she had and called the child but was ignored instead.

The [H/C]-headed girl sighed and slowly took small steps towards the child; it wasn't every day she would need to talk to a little boy; she didn't know what would happen, and he might throw a tantrum if she didn't do the right talking.

“Hello, what are you doing? It's dangerous to be playing beside the road, you know.” She was once again ignored. “Where's your mom? Is she with you?”

It was fruitless, the little boy wasn't talking. She sat beside him and watched as he played with his little toys.

“I have half an hour before school starts, I might just stay for 10 minutes.”

Oh, but fate is always cruel to the kind ones…

Just as she stood up, police sirens, along with the sound of car wheels, were heard not far from them. It seems like the police are in pursuit, and a criminal is driving a car.

Her eyes slightly widened when she saw a truck lose one of its wheels, and it was about to hit them.

Harshly pulling the kid on the ground, she threw him away just in time as the truck fell on top of her.

Current…
8:00 AM

“Is this the end? Am I dying without finishing One Piece?”

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2022, 28th of January
Hyosan, South Korea
6:00 AM

KRIINGGGG! KRIINGGGG!

The blaring sound of the alarm clock was harsh to the ears and it startled the young woman up from her deep slumber.

[Y/N] looked around the room that was too spacious and elegant for her.

“This room screams, EXPENSIVE! WHAT AM I DOING HERE?!”

Slowly standing up from her bed, she went to the door on her left; after opening it, she realized that it was a walk-in closet, and in front of her was supposedly her uniform.

“It looks familiar though. I can't seem to remember where I saw it, but what I am sure was, this isn't my uniform, and THIS ISN'T MY ROOM!”

Stepping outside the closet she sat on her bed and looked at herself in the mirror. “I still look the same, though,” she told herself, and that's when she saw her alarm clock.

January 28, 2022 | Friday
6:15 AM

She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. When she opened it, she expected the number to change, which didn't.

[Y/N] shakingly placed the alarm clock back on the table and went back to laying on her bed.

“Am I dreaming? I know I'm dreaming! Last time I remember, I was walking on my way to school then—” She paused, eyes shaking, and she spoke in a hushed tone. “I was dead.”

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2022, 28th of January
Hyosan, South Korea
7:30 AM

[Y/N] POV

My name is Kim [Y/N], 17 years old. I'm currently in South Korea and somehow can understand and speak their language. My parents' names are unknown, but the kind woman who made me breakfast said that they were on a business trip overseas. I go to Hyosen High School and I'm an outcast.

No one wants to hang out with me because of my status; in short, I'm too rich for them.

It was such a dumb reason to avoid me but what can I do? Nothing, absolutely nothing. This is how my life will be starting from now on.

Though my school uniform is still bothering me, it feels like I saw this somewhere, and my written diary doesn't sound like it was written to let out inner frustrations; it feels like it was written to inform like it was meant for me to read.

I let out a deep sigh and went back to watching the trees blur by through the window, the morning sun just starting to warm up the day.

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2022, 28th of January
Hyosan, South Korea
Hyosan High School
7:45 AM

Stepping out the car and making my way towards the school gate the soft wind greeted me.

When I saw the structure of the school building, that's when I realized that my life would not be as pleasant as I expected.

Because I'm in a world where a Zombie Apocalypse will happen, I'm in the world where the series “All of Us Are Dead” happened.

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