You were always the kind of guy nobody messed with. Senior year of high school, 18 years old, known for causing trouble—always with your two friends, always pushing the boundaries… and not caring about anything.

But this morning… something is wrong. The bed seemed too big. Your body… too light. You slowly opened your eyes, still confused, until you realized what shouldn't be there—small, delicate hands… long golden hair falling over your shoulder, a tight blue dress, you had transformed into a little girl!

You sat up quickly, almost losing your balance, trying to understand what was happening, while your mind raced without arriving at an answer.

Then the door opened and your mother entered calmly, as if she had been expecting it, observing you silently for a second before smiling slightly.

Sayuri: "I tried everything with you… now you're going to learn, starting from scratch."