3rd Person POV:
-Spring, 2013, Japan
It was a bright sunny afternoon and there wasn't any clouds showing in the sky. Cars, buses, and any vehicles is steadily moving across the road. There are a people walking and sometimes chatting by the streets or the sidewalk. Shops opened to sell various products from all around and showcasing various items to any consumers willing to buy. Today is like any other day for most people, but for 3 individuals, it was something else.
Hiroki's POV:
*groan* Ughhhh!
As I slowly opened my eyes, I noticed that I am at the floor. I took a gander and look around my vicinity of this room. It looks to be a bedroom, with its Beige coloured walls, a white twin bed by the bay window and Maroon comforter on top, a couple firm white pillows, and the floor I am on is a stained brown oak wood flooring. I stood up to see more of the bedroom, right beside the bed there is a white coloured bedside table and a medium sized Minimalist lamp, a digital alarm clock.
I turned around to see a large white 3-door closet with a full length mirror nearby to it. On the right corner of the bedroom, there is an old wooden office desk, a black office swivel chair, and a small laptop on top of the desk.
As I finished looking around, I went toward the mirror to see what I am currently now and to see how old I am.
When I looked at the mirror, I saw a young blonde haired boy, with fair skin, big blue eyes, and he is wearing an oversized white T-shirt and some baggy dark brown cargo shorts.
"So I have now become Hiroki Mori then!"
As I uttered out my own voice, a very childish young voice even. I don't exactly how old I am right now but I assume that I am not yet a teenager yet. Despite having being told earlier I will be reincarnated as this person, I am still a bit shocked that I am now this person. The infamous protagonist of that notorious NTR porn. I don't know what to think about this, but whatever the case it maybe, I now have to live with this current reality. To be honest, it is a little disheartening that I got a guy who's somehow too weak in power despite being relatively fit and working out constantly.
*sigh* "Great, now I have to deal with going through puberty again." I muttered my own slight complaint about this predicament .
"I hope the lord is ever merciful to me and has given me strength to deal with this" I clasped my palms together and prayed to God asking for his guidance, and thanking him for the opportunity to live my life once more.
"Amen" as I finished my quick prayer. I went out of my room, and went downstairs to see the house. As I reached to the ground floor, I saw the entrance around the foyer, with a few doorways leading to 3 different rooms of this house. A kitchen with a dining area, a Living room, and a small office space.
"Hmmm…. That office room. That's what was Hiroki's or in this case, my dad place to do his extra work at home, or his own study."
I never taught that he would already passed away now. It seems that it happened a little while ago, before I transmigrated here. I never taught it would be this uncomfortable but I seemed to inherit some parts of Hiroki's feeling. I also didn't expect that it would be sooner as it was assumed he passed when he is 15. Well, whatever happens, happens. No need to beat myself up too hard about this.
I went to the kitchen/dining area to grab something to eat as I am starving. I opened the fridge and saw what's inside. Some vegetables, a few fruits, and is that expired udon noodles?!?
Ughhhh! How wasteful! Why didn't they finish eating this?
I grabbed a sliced of cantaloupe, and pitcher of water, to pour myself a glass of water. And I also grabbed some leftover fried chicken and rice and heat them up in the microwave.
I left the kitchen, and went to the living room to eat my lunch.
Mom: Hiroki dear, I wonder if you can help me with this groceries I am carrying? I can't carry them all.
Ah! That's Hiroki's mother, or in this instance, my mom, Kaede Mori. *sigh* I don't know how to exactly feel about this, but I will try to take the benefit of a doubt as it's only a few years a way before the "incident" and not judge her for what she would do. As Hiroki pondered and reflects upon this moment.
"Coming!" As he exclaimed.
Hiroki put down his lunch at the coffee table and skidded to the foyer where his mom, Kaede is carrying a few heavy bags of groceries and a few more still in her car.
Hiroki then grab a few of the bags and bring them to the kitchen, while his mom does the same.
A little later, they both finished their task at hand.
Mom: Phew! Finally, we're done with this task. You made lunch?
"No, I just prepared some leftovers from last night. Where's Kanoko anyway?"
Mom: she's at her after school practice for for Soft ball.
"Neat, good to know, well I hope she's doing well."
With that, I got back to the living room, turned on the TV and watched some shows available for today. As I ate and enjoyed my lunch.
"Mom! Don't forget to throw out the udon noodles, it's already expired!" As Hiroki exclaimed and reminded his mom.
As Hiroki is sitting down, watching TV, and eating his lunch, he's pondering what to do next from this forward as he's now living this new life.
In other side of town, Japan
-Same year and season
Yusuke's POV:
I opened my eyes and suddenly found myself in bed, it wasn't a hospital room anymore nor it was the void. So it looks like someone's room, and I looked around. I looked at my hands, touched my face and grabbed my hair gently as too see who I am currently.
"Yup, I am now Yusuke." *He sighs*
I got out of my bed and looked for a mirror to see my current appearance. I continued to glance around my room and saw a 2-meter length mirror near the bay window. I then proceeded to go to the mirror.
"Wow, I am such a meek and scrawny looking kid now." I scoffed and awkwardly laughed at my current situation right now.
"Well, beggars can't be choosers. I can't probably work with this and make something about this life right now."
I promptly went into Yusuke's closet, or is it mine now? Well, whatever the case may be, I am now him now. I then grabbed a change of clothes he has. I take a look and I was a bit underwhelmed of his choices of clothing.
"Seriously?! Only a few basics tees and some baggy pants, shorts, and a couple sweaters and jackets. How lame is that guy? I guess now I can kinda see why he's constantly picked on." Yusuke disappointedly stated his displeasure towards his previous person before his reincarnation.
"Like come on? Are you really that insecure of about yourself?! You're such a lazy wuss!" Yusuke then grabbed a few "decent-ish" clothes he could find and wear, while he is talking to himself.
*Puts them on* "Not to shabby, but still needs work to be more stylish."
I then threw my pajamas at the hamper, and went down there to grab a quick meal before I went to explore my home and recollect who is about this guy anyway.
"I wonder now if I have anything interesting going on in this house?"
Somewhere in the Outskirts of Seoul, South Korea
-Same Year, a couple days later…
Mi-noo's POV:
"Well, this is my life now." As I pondered back a couple days ago since I gotten here.
"To be honest, this is just fine and well, at least get to be young again." As I thought of the positives and I was pacing around in my room while I am contemplating what to do with this new chance.
For Mi-noo, he didn't really do much since he got here, he does some basic stretches, he eats, reads books owned at this home, and takes a stroll, then naps. Essentially his routine is that of an old man, because he was one.
Nevertheless, he does want to live his new life in the fullest, with having more freedom to do things he wants. Essentially, just having significantly much less stress and regrets than his last.
"Alright, I should really do something else now, I can't just keep the same routine as a retired old man. I should really do something different." He says thoughtfully and reconsidering the way he should do things now.
"To the Internet!" Mi-noo loudly exclaims while he rose his fist up in the air.
Mom: Son! Quiet down, I am watching tv! And why are you saying something about the internet? Are you a cartoon?
"Sorry, mom!" As he embarrassingly calls out and apologized.
Oh yeah, I have my parents here. Well, a parent. My dad is at work currently and my mom mostly stays here at home. I still have to get use to having parents again. Overall, I will say my life now, is significantly different compared to my last one. I live in South Korea, and from the look of things, it looks to be around early to mid 2010s era, I am not fully sure exactly but I will have to clarify.
I went out of my bedroom, and went towards the living room. My mom is at the couch watching some kind of Korean Soap Opera or maybe, Drama? In the living room, there is a desk with a computer on it.
I turned on the computer and waited for a bit to be booted up. After a few minutes, my computer is now ready.
I look at the date and saw, March 17, 2013 and it's around 2:30 pm currently.
"Well that answers the question of the era."
As I internally thought and while I went to google.
As I search on google, which looks very different to what I am used to, I tried searching up for YouTube, nothing. I then search for Instagram, also nothing. What's going on here?! After a few deep breaths, I look up most popular apps, and I got some surprising results.
"MeTube? Quickagram? And Bine? No wonder." As I silently read and looked around. Although, a bit surprising, at least they are not too different to my previous life counterparts. I then search up for tumblr and what do you know, it's still the same. I silently breathe a sigh of relief for something familiar.
"This does not change things, my ideas will still work regardless." As I thought carefully and I decided to make my YouTube account, or MeTube in this case. I opened up the sign up page, type down my username, my password ,and my email, and then clicked submit and I now have my channel.
"This is the first step in this journey called life." As I stretch my fingers and relax for a moment. As I browse through MeTube and look around Tumblr for what's hot and cool right now.
Whatever the case they all seem to have, these 3 guys have now embarked upon a new passage in their new lives and time will tell whether they will adapt or not. No matter how they all currently feel, it is up to them to make something of their lives, with their choices they make, their hopes and dreams. It will be their doing that made it so. Oh the places they'll go, who knows?