The soft hum of cicadas outside mixed with the distant sounds of traffic, as he attempted to remember how he had ended up here—a far cry from his own room back home, where everything felt familiar.
As he pushed himself up to sit on the edge of the bed, a rush of unexpected sensations flooded through him. Confused, he looked down and froze. Instead of his well-defined arms and the familiar contours of a man, he saw gracefully slender limbs and delicate fingers. Panic crawled into his chest as he felt the weight of long, dark hair spilling over his shoulders.
He scrambled to his feet, his heart racing, and ran to the mirror across the room. What he saw was a stranger reflecting back at him. Chris, now Priya, scanned her new features—the full lips, warm brown skin, and expressive almond-shaped eyes—that gazed back in disbelief. He recognized a woman who appeared to be around 30 years old, yet somehow, beneath the surface, he still felt like the 17-year-old boy he had always been.
Staring deeper into the mirror, he noticed how the character of the woman was both foreign and familiar. It felt like unwrapping a gift that carried memories he didn't yet own. Was this who he had become? And why had he transformed into someone entirely different, in a place so distant from home?
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