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I really wish I didn't need to go to school.

At home, I was lucky both parents were never home. The nanny/maid would always leave after she finished cooking and cleaning. So I could relax without worrying about anyone watching me.

But school was different. Would I be able to adjust to this body's friends and classmates at school?

I was already doing a lot of work trying to figure out the difference between this world my own. I looked online to see what the celebrities in this world were like. I knew none of them. I didn't even know any of the movies or shows of this world. Even the novels were all new to me.

In my previous life, I was going to study literature and business in college. I was good at writing. I wrote novels as a hobby and then I got signed as an author on a popular novel website. I wanted to continue literature and business in college so I could be successful as an author, but then I died.

...

I actually wondered if I should write novels in this world? It was the only career choice I chose in my last life and even that took a lot of thinking on my part.

But that wasn't what my thoughts were currently busy with.

Today I had to find out who my friends were at school and I was nervous.

I really wish I had some support. Any support at all! God, can't you at least help me adjust to my new life? Is that really so much to ask for?

...

I could find my classes easily by going to the school office and asking for a map.

I explained how I was currently recovering from an accident and my memory is a little fuzzy.

Lucky for me, the school was not like a maze. It was simple to find everything.

But I soon faced a problem.

I noticed, no one would come to me. No one would talk to me unless it was to hand me our class papers.

Did I... did I not have friends?

This may be the saddest thing I could ever experience... first I get reborn into this body who is a stalker and about to become a blackmailer, and now I know I'm also completely alone.

It would have been nice if I had someone to talk to while I was at school.

I know a school is a place for study, but that's also a lie. School is a place to make friends for life. I was able to make the best friend because I met mine at school.

Could I even survive my last year at school without friends?

...

At least classes were a good distraction. I was fine with English and math. These seemed to be the same as what I was used to. But history class was doomed. I knew nothing. I would fail this class if we had a test today. How was I supposed to catch up with all this knowledge?

I had geography and technology class after lunch so I would need to see how I did with those.

I didn't want to fail my studies in this body. If I failed, how would I get a job after graduating? I even realised I was in my final year of school. How do I even prepare myself for college in this body? My last life was fine because I had years to prepare and people to support me, but I just woke up in this new world. I barely know anything about where to apply. Do I even have any work experience or qualifications that can be used?

I had too much bad luck and I still didn't have any classmates who wanted to talk to me.

The whole day went like this, all the way to me sitting down at a small table to eat my lunch.

I bought lunch from the school store. While I ate, I heard the students at the next table whisper amongst themselves.

"Ahh, Alisa is always alone. Isn't it lonely to eat by herself?"

Wait, did she say Alisa? That's my name... are they talking about me?

"But she doesn't like people."

"Yes, that's true. Remember when the girls from her class wanted to be friends with her but she told them she likes to be alone."

"But I don't understand that. I could never be alone."

"But she's always on her phone. She's always looking at it intently. I wonder what she looks at."

"It must be studying. She must be reading more studies on her phone. She always gets good grades."

"Oh but I don't see her phone today. She normally has her phone with the dark purple cover."

Wait...

Wait! Did one of them say a phone with a dark purple cover?

I know this phone!

I have two at home. One is with me now, there is nothing bad on this phone. But I have another one at home. It's the one that needs to be destroyed. It's the one with the scary messages with someone called Hanni. It even had stalker pictures on that phone.

Oh my god!

The original host of this body used to bring that phone to school? Why would you do that? What if someone saw? Wait...

This girl used to push people away and was only on her phone? ...

Wow, this body was an unhealthy person. No wonder that strange being made me take over this body. What else has this body been up to?

Ah, but it's still too sad to know I have no friends at school.

Maybe I should go to the library. If I have no friends, I could at least read some novels instead.

God, why did you cheat me? ... sigh.