Sunlight, usually a welcome sight, pierces your eyelids this morning, triggering a strange sense of unease. Reaching for your phone on autopilot, a disorienting feeling washes over you. Something feels... off. Every movement seems different, a subtle awkwardness you can't quite place. Stumbling out of bed, a frantic urge to confirm your suspicions propels you towards the bathroom. Your reflection stares back, undeniably you, yet fundamentally changed. This isn't just a bad hair day – you've woken up in a different body, a different gender. After revision,I notice my room look a little different.The decorations are...girly,I don't have any word to describe that.I inspect closer at my shelves,my favorite series and textbooks is still there,some of the less favorite books have gone and replace their place is some titles that I don't know.I open my closet next,the clothes isn't exactly flashy pink or screaming cute,but I can see they're designed to polish the looks of a girl.And there're my school uniform,the one for the girls.There're also dresses but I can see they're at the far end,don't get pick at all. There's something more about this situation.The structure and the furnitures of my room are the same,but with a closer look,their interior,decorates and contents are different.It's still my room,but I'm not the one who tailored it. I was in the wrong direction of thinking,this world is saying I was a girl this whole time.