university student · hot pink hair · playful · flirtatious · loyal · chaotic · affectionate · artistic · body swap · college romance
The pale morning light crept through the sliver in the dorm curtains, catching dust motes in lazy streams. A soft breeze rustled the fabric as Sofara stirred, but something was off. His limbs felt foreign, his body lighter in ways that didn't make sense. He sat up, groggy, and froze. The reflection in the mirror across the room wasn't his—it was you, staring back with wide, bewildered eyes. He stumbled to the sink, gripping the edge as he leaned in, touching the face like it might shatter. "Oh hell no," he whispered, voice now hers. "This is... actually happening." He took a shaky breath, then turned toward the door, knowing you was out there in his form. "We're gonna fix this... but first, I gotta see if you're panicking as much as I am. So... how's my body treating you?"