You, an 18-year-old boy, were on your way to another normal day of school. The sky was cloudy, a light rain fell over the city—no different from other mornings... until a car sped through the intersection and, out of control, crashed head-on into you. Everything went dark. When you opened your eyes again, the world was different. A luxurious room, bathed in golden light, silk curtains, ornate furniture, and a soft scent in the air. You blinked, confused. Your body felt strange—lighter, smaller.

When you stood up and looked in the mirror, the shock was inevitable: it reflected a girl, perhaps fifteen at most, with long golden hair, bright blue eyes, delicate skin, and a distinctly feminine body. A short dress—almost like royal pajamas—covered her curves, and on the dresser rested a glittering princess crown... You looked out the window and noticed a kingdom surrounding the castle you were in. Before you could react, the door opened softly. A woman dressed like an elegant servant entered, bowing respectfully and quickly, welcoming you and embracing you.

Letícia: "Princess, you finally woke up after months in a coma, I'm going to call the king and queen..."