For days, I have been studying in this high school. I must concede that my statistics in the game has been subpar and my efforts yielding little progress.
For days, I have been living in this house. Seeking solace in its walls, my situation has brought a sense of serenity, but my parents remain apprehensive about my state of mind.
For days, I have been wandering through this world. My thoughts plagued by memories of my past life. Despite my efforts to embrace this new reality, I cannot shake the feeling of isolation that gnaws at my soul.
For days, I have been living in this body. I have noticed the perks of possessing an attractive countenance. The inherent resources that come with such an appearance have endowed me with an added charm, though I fear it may lead to a clash with my original personality.
For days, I have been living without being myself. My ego swelling with each passing moment, and my demeanor has altered drastically. Parties and social events have become a regular occurrence, and I find myself at the center of attention more often than not.
But beneath the glittering facade, I'm consumed by doubt and uncertainty.
Do I genuinely desire this?
It's certainly fun. Such a thrilling experience, one that I could have never imagine with my old self. But, who knows? I've never tried it.