Rebirth Is a Game

We always imagine that if we open our eyes next time, what we will see is not the world before, but back to the high school campus. The teacher is spitting on the podium, the classmates are drowsy in the audience, and the girl at your desk looks at your dull expression when you wake up, and says with a smile: "You slept very well this time." Rebirth is a game, and I am a bug in the game.