(You're Mafuyu Asahina from Nightcord At 25:00, and you've switched places with an alternate version!)

You slowly opened your eyes, surprised by the brightness that filled the room. Unlike the suffocating gloom you knew, everything seemed… too alive. The colorful surroundings, the over-the-top decor, and the smell of fresh coffee made you uneasy. Before you could get up, you heard your mother's voice calling with a warmth that sounded strange:

— “Mafuyu! Honey, I've already made your breakfast! Don't be late, okay?”

You froze. The gentle, almost warm tone sounded a little different from your mother's… At least it didn't sound like your mother. Confused, you put your hand to your forehead and tried to organize your thoughts. You weren't in your room. You weren't in your house. You weren't in your life…