I'm In Korea, How and Why?

The world was black. No light emanates from within here. Infinite nothingness spreading endlessly from side to side, up to down. 

'How'd I get here?

'This could be a dream, maybe I got too far into my imagination. That hasn't happened before but it could happen? Well, doesn't matter how I got here, only that I am here. Next question, where is here?'

Infinite nothingness, spreading infinitely.

'That begs the question, why am I here? Could I be dead? Might be a possibility but I don't remember dying. Wait, shit no I did die. Never thought my last words would be 'Oh shit that's a meteorite. OH SHIT THAT'S A METEORITE'

I start losing it, it's too funny for anyone's last words to be that, let alone my own.

Suddenly, a light opened up within this 'world'. I say world with quotations or at least should because this is nothingness and a world would inherently need something and yada yada yada. But there is light here so might as well go see that.

With that thought I am brought closer to the light, or is it brought closer to me? Unnecessary thoughts, this light is what matters. A pale blue orb that has images inside it awaiting my visage. And so I vision it.

Suddenly, the feeling in my limbs I didn't even notice I had were slowly stripped away. First my fingers and toes, next my elbows and knees, then limbs. Only half of my torso remained plus my head, and I was filled with dread. Why is this happening? Why am I losing feeling, why is it me? The loss of feeling is the single worst torment any one being could experience, and I was living it.

When it was only my brain, any and all sensations were gone. Only my thoughts, feelings, and fear were here. Was I going to die again? Last time it wasn't this bad, this is so slow, so agonizing. I want to stop, please stop, stop, stop. Finally it did, and I thought no more.

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I jump while at my desk, making a bunch of noise. Classmates and the teacher look at me. He asks, "Are you alright, Choehabu? You usually don't make a commotion during class."

'What? Who was this, where am I?' I look around the classroom and see everyone staring at me, oh god that's uncomfortable. None of them seem to be looking at the teacher so was that my name? "Um, sir, were you talking to me?"

The teacher seemed puzzled at my question. "Are you doing alright? You seem… confused."

"Uhh, yeah, I'm doing fine. Thank you for asking."

"Alright. Well, back to the lesson. If you notice here, x…"

His voice slowly receded out of my hearing. The world went silent, silent with only my thoughts populating it. 'Get a hold of the situation, find out where you are, find out who you are because I don't think I'm Kjell anymore. I need to know who I currently am. Luckily I already know 'my' name. Choehabu, sounds east Asian.

'Wait, now that I'm thinking about it, everyone here looks east Asian. But which area Japan, Korea, China, or someplace else? Cultures are different enough I'll probably be able to tell with the limited information I have.

'Well, should look in a mirror to see what sort of face and body I'm dealing with.' I go to raise my hand when I realize how massive it is. Definitely at least six inches in diameter. 'Never thought I'd feel constrained in my own body, that's new.'

I actually raised my arm this time and asked if I could use the restroom. The teacher says yes and I'm out of my desk and into the halls.

'Good god these are sanitary. Now, where do I find the bathrooms?' Thus started my twenty minute excursion to find the FUCKING restroom. In that time, I familiarized myself with the school layout. It had two wings with a middle corridor/building'?' connecting them. There were many rooms and classrooms, I think all of them were in session. But I finally arrived at the bathroom.

Going through the door I see three students, all smoking cigarettes. I ignore them and look into the mirror and holy god I'm fat as fuck. I mean, I realized that when moving around and how slow I was and easily I lost breath, but I didn't know it was this. I got myself three chins, that two too fucking many for me.

As I'm lost in thought, one of the three students calls out to me, "Hey, got any spare change? We're running a little low on our pack and are going to go buy some later."

"Sorry, I don't know if I have money." Wait, shit shouldn't have said that. Who the fuck says they don't know if they have money, am I going to get find out because of that?

"Alright." and he just went back to smoking. Huh, first time that's ever happened to me and it didn't end with me getting hit. Damn Manhwa, being fictional pieces of media and not showing what would actually happen.

Looking into my reflection, I can see that I had the potential to be handsome. Too bad it's under a solid inch of fat. 'Exercising is going to be a pain. Next to probably studying whatever it is I'm supposed to be studying.

'Ah yeah, I don't think I know the language that's spoken hear. Just sounds like English. With everything I wanted to do in here done, should head back to my classroom. Yay another five minutes of walking. Least now I know the general area.'

Heading back to my classroom, I arrived just in time for class to be over. All of the students, wait, no should call them classmates. All of my classmates got up from their desks and left the room, leaving only me and the Teacher. He's honestly a good looking guy, would make a killing as a model. He looks up from the teacher's podium thing and asks, "Why were you gone for so long? Did you have an issue with your stomach?"

"Um, well I did have an issue of some kind. I was... needing to use the number 2?"

The teacher nods before saying, "You should take care of that during lunch," he then gestures to the only desk with a bag at it, "your stuff is still there. Go on home, school day's done."

He said the last part while I was heading towards my desk which stopped me in my tracks. School was done already? Did I get put here at the end of the school day? That's wonderfully convenient for my situation.

I grabbed my stuff and then left the room. Heading towards the school entrance, I saw how truly different it was. Many small cubbies with shoes, all different peoples. These were like ..actual shoes instead of the sandal/slippers we were wearing inside. 

Looking around, I also notice I have no idea where my shoes are. Instead of looking from cubie to cubie, I just wait for five minutes. Now there's only me and six other students, making looking for my shoes much easier.

Let's see, four lines of cubbies, two double sided. Should be fun and not boring at all. Starting with my left side I found… none. Alright, opposite side now. None again. Next after that there were none. Again none. Was my shoes near the six students? I don't wanna go near them but I don't have much of a choice, do I. Aight, just ignore them and look for my shoes.

So I do. None again. Fuck. I can hear their conversation now, it's something about a story online? I ignore them and look at the final cubbies. Scanning top to bottom, right to left, I finally find them. Good ol' sneakers. I put them on and hurry outside, not wanting to be in there any longer.

"Wait where do I live?"