A light breeze, carrying a faint scent of sunflowers, touched the boy's forehead, slightly moving his silky white hair.
It seemed that this light fragrance intertwined with the warmth of the sunlight, yet it made Tomoru Togo's eyes widen in shock.
The boy was sitting next to the window in the second-to-last row of the classroom, his fingers frozen while tapping on his phone screen.
"...What the hell? Where am I?!"
Snap!
On the platform, the teacher, who had been tolerating Togo's foolish actions, finally broke the white chalk between his fingers in anger.
"Togo, please come up and solve this problem!"
Togo looked at the teacher in bewilderment, as he had never seen this person in his life, and he had graduated high school five years ago—so why the hell was he in this class?
Suppressing his strong urge to curse, he prepared for the wave of stares flowing at him from all directions and made his way to the board with steady steps.
Even without turning around, he could feel the intensity of the gazes behind him.
Even without turning around, he could feel the intensity of the gazes behind him. Questions piled up in his mind, but suddenly, he saw the question written on the board. It was a relatively easy question, which he solved in mere seconds, then gave the teacher a confident look.
The teacher stared at him sharply, then said, "Good, Togo. But focus on the lesson from now on."
As Togo made his way back to his seat, he suddenly stopped.
"Teacher," Togo said in a calm voice, "I'm not feeling well. I want to go to the bathroom."
The teacher reluctantly agreed, and Togo left the classroom. Once he reached the mirror in the bathroom, he was shocked again. His face was incredibly handsome, with silky white hair and sparkling blue eyes, reminiscent of Gojo from Jujutsu Kaisen. His features looked carefully sculpted, yet carried a cold, intelligent gaze.
Ignoring the strong resemblance to Gojo, Togo decided to focus on the current situation. He was in someone else's body, back in high school.
Togo returned to the classroom and focused well, making sure time had passed. As soon as the teacher announced the end of the lesson and the start of the break, he felt a great sense of relief. This was the perfect time to think.
Honestly, no matter how hard he tried to remember, there was nothing that could make him recall which world he was in specifically.
Togo looked around the classroom, which was almost empty, with only two people who didn't even seem to notice he was there.
He glanced inside the classroom to find some trouble.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" the bully started shouting.
"What's with that look?" said the bully, grabbing the boy by the collar.
"Ch-Choloo, it's not like that," the boy stammered, trying to explain himself. Upon hearing the name, Togo remembered something, but it wasn't enough, so he continued observing.
But Choloo didn't care. His fist hit the boy's face.
"Ughh," Choloo roared. "I'll beat you until I feel better."
"Damn, the boy will die if this continues," Togo thought, watching the scene with fatigue.
Honestly, Togo didn't want to get involved, but he wasn't cruel enough to allow a boy to die in front of him. Just as he was about to intervene, he heard the door open, and a beautiful girl entered the classroom.
"Duan, I'll return my phone—"
She was a girl with black hair tied back and blue eyes. But she stopped in her place, her eyes wide open at the scene.
"Huh?" the girl shouted as she saw Duan being beaten.
Togo thought about the name: "Duan… I think I've heard this name a lot."
Choloo continued to strike the boy mercilessly.
"Hey! Choloo Min!" the girl shouted, rushing toward him. "What are you doing? Stop!" She grabbed Choloo Min's arm, trying to push him away. "I told you to stop!"
Oh my god, you're so annoying. Choloo released Duan, who was gasping to catch his breath, and grabbed the girl's hair. She screamed in pain.
"You slut. Just because some men told you that you're pretty, do you think you can intervene?"
"No… Arin," Duan said weakly.
Togo watched the scene in front of him, seeing the girl in pain, and the boy lying on the ground. He felt disgusted by the bully's actions, but at the same time, he was thinking about the names he had heard.
"Duan… Choloo…" Togo muttered quietly, focusing on the words. These names were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard them.
He looked at the girl, who was screaming in pain, then at the boy trembling on the ground. Suddenly, all the pieces came together in his head.
Duan. The weak boy being bullied.
Choloo Min. The bully hitting him.
And the girl trying to save him is Arin.
This was the same scene he had read at the beginning of the manhwa Reality Quest. The events, characters, and even the dialogue were all identical to what he remembered.
"Oh my god…" Togo muttered to himself, his eyes widening in shock. "I… I'm in the world of Reality Quest."
Togo finally realized that he hadn't reincarnated into a world of heroes or any other world, but into a real-world setting. A world with no supernatural powers, just a fight for survival.
"Alright, now that everything is clear, it's time to intervene."