It's A Small World After All

"Size actually matters." she jokingly said it in a sexual innuendo of a way, but when it comes to being literal; it truly does matter, and this situation I have been brought up in- absolutely screwed me up.

The sun was already sinking and dawn was steadily fast approaching. I was still here standing in disbelief about what I recently heard coming from my classmate. Therese already left the classroom before you could even blink, giggling maniacally as if she made the funniest joke in the world.

I followed behind- carrying my bag and planning to leave the classroom as well after doing my duty and cleaning every speck of dust or piece of trash that I could see, but something dark, eldritch, and mucky immediately towered and glowered at me just by the doorway. Subconsciously easing myself thinking it was all but just a prank, I passed through the mucky goop and I immediately lost consciousness.

I saw nothing but a perpetual and fear-striking void of the abyss in front of me...

Am I dead...? Is my life over...? Was that it...? Am I going straight to heaven or hell? Fuck it.

I didn't genuinely believe in any reincarnation or those stuffs, but I've heard it from one of the religious or Hindu topics that has been discussed in my class. I never took any interest in it. I also knew that some of the newer published anime series or movies have been revolving around and has been a trend with a thing called "Isekai" from an otaku-loving weeb friend of mine. I'm not interested with these things but they do sound something complex of an obscure nature...

And that was my train of thought, hoping my soul could be peacefully transferred to another realm or world where I can live in serenity.

Until I realized I reincarnated as a fucking mouse.