This is Not My Body

It's.. really different. "This is bad, this is my body when I was 21 years old. But, why my facial structure a bit different?". The problem that he thought is troublesome is the structure of his face, but why is his mother only surprised by his height?

Arslan just shook his head slowly. Didn't know what will happen next. But he thought the important thing is today's events are reality, and not a mere hallucinations.

He re-examined his new body structure. Besides feeling fit, this version of Arslan is also very charming according to himself. Jet black hair, sharp eye silhouette, thick black eyes and big round eyes, sharp nose, thin lips and bright red color, white skin like snow, visible muscles in an ideal thin body.

In fact, his height is around 165 centimeters, high enough for the size of a child who just entered Junior High School.

After he finished checking every inch of his body, he put on the clothes prepared by his mother. His mother thought that his current body is too big to wear the current uniform, it will be very tight to wear. Fortunately, his mother immediately borrowed the school uniform from neighbor's child, who is now in Senior High School.

It's 06.30 o'clock in the morning, Arslan and his younger brother having breakfast heartily. But, it seems only Arslan is eating the toast in front of him.

"Bro... why did you change to be handsome like this?". Murmured Rega who had been looking at him while chopping the toast little by little.

"(Cought-cought..)", Arslan looked at his younger brother who was grinning happily. "since when is your brother ugly?"

"Since yesterday", replied his innocent brother. And after that Rega grinned back with a row of white teeth showing, he really happy.

Arslan only replied by shaking his head. He immediately finished his breakfast along with Fresh Milk which was his favorite drink. "finish the bread, we'II go soon".

Shortly after Rega finished his breakfast, Arslan finished tidying up his school equipment in his room. He glanced at the mirror for a second, and smiling.

"has begun". Said Arslan as he left the room towards the back of the house, where his bike was.

Arslan told Rega to follow him from behind. After half an hour of cycling, they parted ways. Rega is still in 6th grade in elementary school, and his school is different from Arslan. But a one-way departure.

Shortly after, Arslan arrived at his new school, because it is only 10 minutes from Rega's school. He stopped right in front of the school.

In front of the school is wriiten Patra Private Junior High School. Yes, that was school where Arslan would spent 3 years of his youth life. He can't wait to start his new life in this place, fixing everthing that he once regretted in his previous life.

After parking his bicycle in a bicycle parking lot, Arslan calmly walked towards the board near the teacher's room. A lot of male and female students crowding to see the board. Arslan didnt't realize that many student from 2nd and 3rd grade were looking at him in amazement

"Oh God, look..!. He is really a cute boy!".

"Is he a new student?"

"I don't think so. Look, he walked to the class division notice board in class 1"

"No way, he's really tall. But his face is really cute, handsome, ah all in one!".

"Oh my goodness, first grade is already that high? I really want to date with him!"

"How can he date with you? Your body like a plywood"

Girls from 2nd and 3rd grades made a various comments when they saw Arslan. The boys just listened to the girls reluctantly. They were violent as if they saw an artist who suddenly appeared in their school.

Meanwhile, Arslan carefully looked at the board in front of him. He saw his name written on the board.

Arslan Lay. Class 1C

He knew that he would be in that class, just like in his previous life. He remembered all the memories and event when he was in junior high shcool

"Hey, you are in 1st grade aren't you?

Suddenly there was a voice beside him. Then he turned towards the voice, he saw a very cute girl with glasses. Arslan knows who this girl is, but he tries to be calm.

"Yes. I'm a 1st grade. You?"

"Ooh. Me too" She replied with a lovely smile

Her cheeks have dimples when she smiles that make people really like to look at her when she smiles. "which class are you in?". Asked the girl.

"class 1C". Arslan replied.

"Woow, me too! I was also in that class. Oh yes, my name is Annisa Maurina. Just call me Anis. What's your name?". Said the girl, asking for a shake hands and smile

Arslan replied by holding her hand. "I'm Arslan Lay. Just call Arslan". Arslan replied with a smile.

When Arslan smiled and held Anis's hand, she just looked at Arslan with a look of admiration, she felt a strange rustle on her. "Oh my goodneess, he is really a cute guy, oh my God.., why do I get excited like this?". Anis thought when she saw Arslan who was so close to her at this time.

When Arslan felt that there was something strange about Anis, he immediately let go of his grasping hands. The situation became awkward for Annisa, she seemed unable to say a word, different when she first met with Arslan. Arslan who saw Anis's face turned red like a tomato, only smiled slightly. He did not think that this girl could be that cute, different form the girl he met in his previous life.

"looks like this will be interesting". Arslan thought when he saw Annisa. It was unexpected that Annisa was the first person he met in this place. In this school, a place to spend the days that are fun for him. And this girl, Annisa Maurina, is the perfect first target for Arslan to live his Junior High School life.