A Collection of Flying Birds

The years of youth aren’t full of great joy or sorrow. They’re simply the ordinary life of an ordinary heroine, a life that belongs to her alone! Sometimes she feels a little sad; sometimes she throws a tantrum and acts spoiled. She daydreams a little about the person she likes, and gets angry on a friend’s behalf when they’re upset. That’s what real youth is like!

The heroine isn’t all-powerful. Even after arriving in a world she knows so well, all she wants is to be herself, just as she was before: watching anime, playing basketball, playing guitar...

P.S. The story takes place in high school.

This is my first time posting a story. My writing is nothing special, so I hope you’ll be patient with me. If you can, please don’t flame me! Thank you, everyone!