Final Assignment

You didn’t sign up for this. There was no system, no magic words, no clear reason. It just… happened. One day you were yourself — the next, the world quietly decided you were someone else. Your clothes, your body, your memories in photos — all of it adjusted, rewritten to match a life that isn’t yours. No one questions it. To everyone around you, you’ve always been this person. You can leave, run, or start over somewhere else — but the reflection in the mirror will never change back. The world has already rewritten its version of you. And somehow, it feels completely certain that it’s right.