"Ding-!"
"Ding-!"
'Hmm...?'
I rubbed my eyes at the sight of an unfamiliar ceiling.
The soft hum of chatter filled the air, layered with the occasional scrape of chairs against the floor. A mild scent of paper and ink lingered around me, mixing with the faint breeze coming from an open window on my left side.
I blinked, letting my gaze wander. Rows of desks, students in uniform, and a large blackboard at the front.
This is… a classroom?
The realization settled in slowly, like ink spreading across a page. I was seated at a desk, my hands resting on an open notebook filled with neat but unfamiliar handwriting. My fingers twitched slightly as I tried to recall how I got here.
Nothing came to mind.
I frowned.
Okay, let's take this step by step. First, I confirmed I was in a school setting. Now, what else? I glanced down at my uniform—neatly pressed, formal, a design I didn't recognize but fitting in with the students around me.
Wait a sec...
