Chapter 1

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In the morning, when I opened my eyes, I found myself crying.

When I woke up, I have forgotten about it. But I felt like something was missing.

I feel like I've been searching for it forever. I had this feeling... probably...

Since that time...

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"If I were reborn, I wanna be a really tall Tokyo guy!"

"Eh? What's with you all of a sudden, Hinata?" Yachi-san asks, her face had a surprised look.

Nishinoya-san laughed, "Haha! Yeah, Shoyo! That would be awesome!"

Tsukishima smirked at me.

"What Tsukishima?"

Tsukishima crouched down to look at me (which made me super pissed). "Are you okay? I mean it's Tokyo! To-k-yo!"

"Besides, Tokyo is super big. What would you do if you're still stupid in your next life?" Kageyama added.

"I'd make helpful friends!" I responded, annoyed.

If I were a guy living in Tokyo. Where everything happens and all the fun stuff is. I could have so much fun!

I'd love to live in Tokyo, even if it's just a dream.

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beep beep beep

Eh? Is that my alarm? It sounds different...

I reached out for my phone which I was sure I left on my table.

Wait... where's the table?

I abruptly got up to look for the phone, but when I looked up I realized I had no idea where I was.

"What the--" I realized something else felt off.

"My hair?" I realized my hair wasn't falling over my face. I touched the top of my head and felt fluffy short hair. "Eh?"

Feeling nervous, I tried my best to get some hair over my (his?) face. Then I noticed something else. "It's... orange?" I ruffled my hair trying to see it clearly. Is this some prank for Kuroo and Bokuto?

"Onii-chan!" A little girl entered the room. "O-Onii-chan? What are you doing? That's scary you look like orange Sadako..."

I looked up to see a tiny orange-haired girl, probably about 8 or 9. "Onii-chan? Me?"

The girl looked annoyed. "Eh? Are you half asleep? TIME. TO. EAT!" She shouted at me before slamming the door.

A little sister? Is this a dream?

I went to what I deduced as the bathroom.

In the mirror, I saw something very strange.

It wasn't just my hair. My eyes, nose, and complexion were all different. I was slightly smaller, too.

What happened? Why am I like this? Where am I?

Rather... who... are you?

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