He reached the school, coasting into the parking lot. With a practiced motion, he slid his bicycle into the narrow gap between two others and hopped off before it even came to a full stop. Locking it up, he walked into the building without looking around.

  Most of the students gave him indifferent glances. Some whispered to their friends—probably about him—but he didn’t care. He headed straight to his locker.

  Just as he opened it, a loud clang echoed. A burly, tall boy had slammed it shut from the side.

  “Hey, look who it is… NAKED BOY!” the tall one jeered, laughing as he elbowed his scrawny friend.

  “Yeah,” the lean boy added with a smirk, “maybe he did it to get trending online… or maybe it’s just his fetish.”

  The Brooke gave a short, dry laugh. “Ha ha ha. Let me guess—you made it trending? That’s might be your girls. Better use your walnut to think of something smarter if you’re trying to provoke me.”

  He reopened his locker and calmly pulled out his things for the test.

  Danny and Ben both gnashed their teeth.

  “See you after school,” Danny muttered before turning away.

  “Don’t wait up,” Brooke called out after them, louder. “I’ve got an appointment with your girls.”

  They stiffened but kept walking.

  The classroom felt tense. Most students wore serious expressions as they hunched over their math question papers, trying their best to solve each problem. A few, though, scribbled away with a casual attitude— brooke among them.

  He finished before anyone else. Leaning back on his desk, he gazed out the window. His seat, right beside it, offered a serene, peaceful view of the world outside. Trees swayed gently in the breeze, and sunlight spilled in like golden dust. He was just about to close his eyes when a sharp pat on his back snapped him out of it.

  “Hey, boy. If you’re done, submit your answer sheet and get lost. Don’t sleep in my class,” Mrs. Figris said in her usual flat tone.

  Luckily, she woke me up, he thought, quietly grateful. He can't think about him disappearing in front of students

  He stood up, handed her the paper, and walked out of the classroom. As he stepped out of the classroom, he collided with someone. Charts and papers went flying through the air, scattering across the hallway floor.

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  “Oh—I’m sorry!” he said quickly, squatting down to help gather the fallen mess.

  The girl bent down with him, brushing hair from her face as she reached for her charts. “Hey… I know you!” she said, eyes narrowing. Me? Brooke confused. "May be seen at a school festival. I am the guy who in pirate costume and was tried to knock out guys with my singing. " Not That , Aren’t you the guy in that video? The one walking around naked?”

  He froze, confused. That sounded exactly like what Danny and his buddy had been teasing him about. He had brushed it off as their usual nonsense.

  “What are you talking about? What video?” he asked.

  “You seriously don’t know?” she said, pulling out her phone. A few taps later, she turned the screen toward him.

  On it, a grainy video played. In the middle of a half-grown cornfield, he saw himself—staggering, confused, and completely undressed.

  “Shit,” he muttered, eyes going wide.

  This… this is from two days ago.

  It was the same cornfield he woke up in after returning from the other world.

  Who took this video? His mind raced, trying to piece things together.

  “I don’t know who filmed it,” the girl said, standing up and brushing off her skirt, “but you’re the hottest topic in school right now.”

  "That's not me! Its deepfake. One of the guys who was bullying must made this to tarnish my reputation. Also who is in the right mind would roam the town without cloths.this is absolutely fake" he successfully defended. That right? She said stood up and walked off down the hall, leaving him standing there. Hey! Brooke called her, she turned around. i was free tonight, how about a meet? For icecream ? He asked. She looked at him for a second and replied " sorry, i was busy today. Some other time" and left. With a silly smile he knocked his back head himself " brooke you idiot, you in the right mind, agree to date suddenly after seeing your video", he cursing himself.

  She is friday. One of a few gorgeous girl in the school. But he didn't see her socialize with any friends. Might be an introvert.

  “Hey, bro!”

  A voice called out from behind. Brooke turned to see a boy shorter than him, wearing glasses and carrying a stack of books awkwardly. His name is william sanslin.

  “The test was brutal,” William groaned. “I swear, Mrs. Figris is trying to break our confidence before the finals.”

  He walked beside the brooke , hesitating for a moment. “And… bro… I saw something. I mean, I know it’s not really you, but—”

  “That’s me,” brooke interrupted calmly. “If you’re talking about the video—yeah, that’s me. Just… don’t ask why.”

  William blinked, unsure what to say. He changed the topic. How did you give your test? I saw you lying on the desk?

  "It did well! A good private tutor taught me well!" Brooke said while though of dr.wang. Private tutor? Man, why didn't you tell me? You know, I am also struggling with studies? william said.

  “I’m trying hard,” william sighed.

  “what? Who’s saying that?” brooke teased. “The same guy who nearly blew up the town with a science project?”

  william winced, clearly embarrassed.

  “That was different! That wasn’t school stuff—that was a small nuclear fission reactor,” he muttered defensively.

  He knew answers for every question but what he wrote was crazy answers and can't be comprehended by the teacher and always got a B grade.

  “Yeah, yeah. Same thing in some sense,” brooke said with a smirk.