V3 Prologue: Who?

I creped by the corridors, avoiding as many of the strangely dressed people as I could

It was strange, truly.

My body wouldn't follow my commands; it just guided me toward its goal. I had no idea where I was or where I was going.

Everything in my mind was a large soup. I couldn't really make sense of it. Strange looks from the girls I passed by happened again and again.

It didn't stop until I finally took my seat in a room where many other people my age were.

I wasn't sure what the wooden thing I was sitting on was called, but it let me rest my hands so that was nice.

Could this be one of those schools he told me about? It seems similar…

I couldn't make sense of it. Instead of doing anything productive, my body forced me to look down and wouldn't move no matter how much I budged.

It's smaller. Well, that makes sense.

I was commenting on my chest size. My breasts seemed to have shrunk down by like 30 percent, but I wasn't fazed. My skin color was a few tons lighter as well and my hair blocked me from seeing out of one of my eyes.

I was fine with it all.

After all, this wasn't my body.