It- it was completely normal to be nervous on your first day of high school, wasn't it? Or were the tremors forcing them to shake every few seconds entirely unnatural, and not what every other Year Seven starting at their school would be feeling at this exact moment in time? Everything felt too real—not in a fantasy vs. reality way, but in a being way too aware of your own existence way. Everything felt too close. Uncomfortable was too weak a word to describe it—it was more like feeling outside of their own skin, even as they knew they were themself and acting by their own will-