It was just another normal afternoon. A boy was sitting in front of his desk, staring at the computer screen. The room had clothes and packets of instant noodles scattered around the floor. The curtains were closed, and the room looked dark. The boy moved his eyes and looked at the time, it was 2:30 pm.
"Grr....."
His stomach made a rumbling sound. He felt hungry and went to the kitchen. After his parents had died in a car accident, he had been staying alone in his apartment. His parents had left him enough money to complete his high school, but their death had greatly shocked him. He became a shut in and cut himself from society. He mostly spent his time playing games on his computer.
Coming near the water boiler, he turned on the switch and waited for the water to boil. After opening the packet of instant noddles, he put it in the bowl. He saw the steam coming from the boiler and turned off the switch. After that, he poured the water in the bowl.
While staring at the bowl, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He felt light-headed and uncomfortable. Cold sweat was dripping from his back. He clutched his chest and gritted his teeth. He attempted to take support of the wall but fell down on the floor.
Since his childhood, he had a weak body. The doctor had told his parents that he must take good care of his health and do light exercises regularly if he wanted to leave a healthy life. But after his parents' death, he had stayed locked up inside his apartment, only eating instant noodles. Naturally, his weak body couldn't handle itself without proper care and nutrition.
Slowly, he felt himself unable to move his body. He stared at the ceiling without many emotions. He thought in his mind,
(So this is how it feels to die huh.....but to think I would die of a heart attack. If there is an afterlife, then I hope I'll be able to see my parents again….)
He closed his eyes and felt his senses shutting down. His cold corpse lay on the ground with a bowl of cold instant noodles on the table.
…
"Uhh…."
(I'm not dead yet ?...)
He slowly opened his eyes. His blurred vision focused on an unfamiliar white ceiling. He felt frail and could only move his head a little. He looked around at his surrounding. The room looked very luxurious, decorated by various paintings and furniture. There was a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
"Uhh…what is this place?"
He attempted to stand up from the bed he was sleeping on. With the support of his hands, he slowly stood up from the bed while holding on to the wall.
(Where is this place? I remember I had a heart attack in my apartment. How did I get here? Was I kidnapped ?)
While observing the room, he felt something was weird. He felt that his body was smaller than he was used to. He saw a mirror in the room and walked towards it.
"Huh…."
In the mirror, he didn't see the familiar face that he was used to. Instead, he saw a young child with silver hair. He had deep blue irises and his face looked very handsome. His skin looked fair and soft. For some time, he kept staring at the mirror, trying to figure out what had just happened.
(This is….me? Why am I so small ?)
Then suddenly, he felt a strong pain in his head. He felt as if some memories that didn't belong to him were being burned into his head. The excruciating pain continued for around 2 minutes. Then slowly, the pain faded. He opened his eyes, feeling confused.
"What the hell…"