How... How did we get here?..

07:30 am. **** sity. /Call/ – Good morning! – Good morning. Um... Where are you now? – Well, I will soon come out. Why? – Let's go together today? – Hm... Okay. The main thing is not to be late. – Yeah, of course. – Well, see you. – See you. /Reset call/ Throwing their bags over their shoulders, both left the houses and headed to the bus stop. Along the way, Hori even managed to open a can of energy drink and drink it calmly. Akira tried to come a little faster, because she was always delayed. When both were at the same crossing, they immediately recognized each other and began to wait for the green light. When they approached, they hugged as a greeting and went to school. – Akira, did you do algebra? – Weeell.... Maybe just a little. – Hah, I didn't do it at all. – Who cares? This is the third lesson. – Yup. – That's all. By the way, I found an interesting fanfic! You must read it! – Oh! Tell me, what's that! – I just give you the link when we get to the school. – Okay) Akira looked at the clock on the phone and turned to her friend. – Hori, we need to hurry up. – Why? – 10 minutes left before class. – Damn it! The girls ran inside the school in a hurry. Going up to their office, they exchanged a few phrases about their fan fiction and the need to write it. Their discussion was interrupted by the bell for class, and they took their seats. Having completed all the assigned 6 lessons in the usual rhythm, they went home. Both were in no hurry and therefore decided to walk slowly and discuss all sorts of things. ... Ahem... Writing a story about yourself in the third person is difficult. But, actually, now I will tell you a little from myself. Unfortunately, we were too carried away by the conversation that we didn’t notice the car while crossing the road and... Yes, we were shot down, but the light was green, I swear! Although, what can we change..? But that's not what I want to say. We are now, no, not in the hospital. We don't even know where we are, but there are a lot of flowers and trees here. Our bags with textbooks are still with us, but our clothes and hairstyles... They have changed. I still don't know where we are, but it seems that Hori is starting to figure it out. And now we are sitting under some tree, and I am typing this here. I... I just want to come home... There is almost no communication here, but we will try to answer if there is anything. Although I would like to keep it as a diary. Well. Wish us luck.