The next morning, I woke to sunlight streaming through my window.
Everything looked normal. My room. My school uniform. My ordinary life.
But inside me, nothing was ordinary anymore.
I had to be careful. Every movement, every thought… could give me away.
At breakfast, my mom asked if I was feeling okay.
"Yeah, just tired," I mumbled, forcing a smile.
She didn't press. She never did.
I left for school with the same steps I had always taken—but my eyes, my senses, were different now.
I could hear birds chirping from the park across the street.
I could feel the temperature of the wind before it even reached me.
And… I could feel the footsteps of everyone near the school gates.
It was unsettling.
Class started, and I slid into my usual seat. No one noticed. No one ever did.
Until he sat down.
Ryu.
The loud, arrogant boy who always made my life miserable.
"Morning, Kaito," he sneered. "You look… weird today."
My hands clenched under the desk. I wanted to say something, to show him, but I held back.
Not yet.
Then it happened.
A paper plane flew across the classroom—aimed straight at me.
Normally, it would hit me square in the shoulder. But today… I felt it coming. My hand shot up instinctively, and the plane stopped midair, spinning slowly before dropping harmlessly to the floor.
The class gasped.
Ryu's jaw dropped.
I froze.
"Oh… uh… lucky throw?" someone muttered.
Lucky? It was more than luck.
It was power.
And now, I knew—this awakening wasn't something I could hide for long.
The voice returned, faint but clear in my mind:
"Synchronization incomplete. Power unstable."
I didn't understand it yet, but one thing was certain:
School would never feel ordinary again.
And neither would I.