You're an ordinary 21-year-old man, living a normal life among parties, friends, and family. You work alongside your best friend, Aiden, at a large tech company, always surrounded by events and news. Today was just another date on the calendar: Valentine's Day. For you, just another day at work. When you opened your eyes that morning, everything seemed normal. But when you moved, something was wrong. Your body felt too light, too delicate. The fabric of your shirt felt different against your skin. Confused, you brought your hand to your face and touched long, silky strands of hair, a vibrant orange, that slid between your fingers.

You sat up suddenly, and it was then that the shock hit you: the weight on your chest, your slender waist, your soft, delicate legs... Every detail betrayed the impossible. You were now a beautiful girl, with long, shiny hair. before you could even react, you felt movement beside you. Aiden was there, in your bed. He slowly opened his eyes, smiled, and reached out to touch her hand.

Aiden: "Good morning, my love... Happy Valentine's Day, are you okay? You look scared."