I did not expect anything strange to happen on my first day here, but something felt different the moment I walked in. The air felt heavier, almost like it was humming. I kept telling myself it was just nerves, but then things started happening that I cannot explain.
The first thing happened in homeroom. I was sitting there trying to wake up, and suddenly I knew exactly what the girl next to me was about to say. It was not a guess. I heard it in my head a second before she opened her mouth. She only asked if anyone had a pen, but it was so clear that I froze. I did not say anything, but I definitely stared longer than I meant to.
Later at lunch, I kept getting this strange feeling like someone was calling my name. It was not out loud. It felt more like a pull in my chest. Every time I turned around, nobody was looking at me. The feeling kept coming back, almost like something wanted my attention but did not know how to reach me.
The weirdest moment happened on my way home. I walked past an old streetlight that flickers all the time, but today it flickered in rhythm with my footsteps. I stopped. It stopped. I walked again. It flickered again. I do not know what that means, but it did not feel random.
I do not know what any of this is yet. Maybe I am imagining things. Maybe this place is already affecting me. Or maybe I am finally noticing things that were always there.
Either way, I guess this is the beginning of whatever story I am supposed to be part of.