Rudy couldn't believe his senses. The sight, the sounds, the voices, all felt too real to be true. He ran his fingers over the surface of his desk, the sensation grounding him in this surreal moment.
Rize's concerned inquiry still lingered in the air, and the eyes of his classmates remained fixed on him. Rudy felt an odd mix of nostalgia and confusion as he regarded the familiar faces in the room. But something was amiss; he knew he wasn't supposed to be here, he was supposed to be dead.
Rudy's heart raced as he observed the familiar faces in the classroom, Rize's expression, and the ordinary surroundings. The room was bathed in the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the windows, creating a sense of déjà vu that tugged at the edges of his memory.
His mind swirled with questions, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had truly returned to the past. It all felt so surreal. He hesitated, then raised his hand.
