The Return

Alexander took a deep breath and looked around the room. It was a familiar sight. His parents had decorated it with sports posters and pictures of him and his sister. He was back in his childhood home.

But something felt different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt like he had a new perspective on everything. He had a sense of clarity that he had never felt before.

As he got dressed and headed downstairs, Alexander was greeted by the sounds of his family preparing breakfast. His mother was at the stove, frying eggs and bacon, while his father was at the table, reading the newspaper.

"Morning, son," his father said, looking up from the paper. "You're up early."

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep," Alexander replied.

"Well, you better eat something before you head out," his mother said, setting a plate of eggs and bacon in front of him.

As Alexander ate, he couldn't help but feel grateful for this second chance. He knew that he had to make the most of it, to use his past knowledge to create a better future for himself and his family.

But he also knew that he had to be careful. He couldn't let anyone know about his regression, or it could cause chaos and disruption. He had to blend in, to act like a normal 17-year-old.

After finishing breakfast, Alexander grabbed his backpack and headed out the door. He took a deep breath of the fresh air and looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful day, full of endless possibilities.

As he walked to school, Alexander couldn't help but feel excited for the future. He knew that he had been given a second chance, and he was determined to make the most of it.