Birds chirped melodically from the branches outside as the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. The rays gently illuminated the figure lying in bed, a delicate silhouette wrapped in pink pajamas. The sunlight caught on strands of silky, black hair, making them gleam as they fanned out across the pillow.
Beep, beep...
The shrill sound of an alarm broke the peaceful scene. The beauty stirred, groaning softly as she rubbed her eyes, still heavy with sleep. Slowly blinking, trying to fully open them, adjusting to the brightness that filled the room.
{["Hey, author! You're making a mistake, I am a boy, not a girl!"]
"Wait, what? No way, right? How could someone so pretty possibly be a boy? With such a cute face that could melt anyone's heart, how could be a He♂️ and not a she♀️?"
["Ugh, how do you not remember? I'm the main character of your story! Just go check those notes of yours. And in case you've forgotten, my name is Shinichi."]
" Oh, okay. Shinichi, Shinichi... hmm, here it is. Let's see..."
(Shinichi Fujimoto– MC. Height: 4'9". Weight: 40 kg. Hair: black, long enough to touch his shoulders. Ocean-blue eyes. A face so strikingly feminine, it often causes confusion. Despite his delicate appearance, Shinichi is a kind-hearted, 16-year-old high school boy, always ready to help those in need. And I repeat: Shinichi is a B.O.Y., boy.)
"(-_-;)・・・"
[Hmph!]
"Ahem. Sorry, my bad. Let's continue... Hm? Where was I? Oh, yeah!"}
Shinichi dragged himself out of bed, his body heavy with the remnants of sleep, and made his way to the bathroom. Once inside, he stared at his reflection in the mirror—his hair was a tangled mess. With a resigned sigh, he gathered the strands and tied them into a loose ponytail, a faint, wry smile tugging at his lips. He reached for the toothbrush with his left hand and picked up the already flattened tube of toothpaste with his right.
"Sigh. As expected, it's completely empty."
Tossing the deflated tube into the trash, Shinichi shoved the toothbrush into his mouth and began brushing—without toothpaste. After brushing, he turned the faucet, only for a single drop of water to drip from the spout.
"Aargh!" he groaned, frustration building inside him.
And so, the day began for Shinichi, the protagonist of the story.
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From the Author:
The reason for including the content within {} is—well, I have a habit of creating visual references for my characters before I begin writing. I like to imagine the scenes while looking at those images. In this case, I designed Shinichi about three years ago, but over time, I forgot the specific details of the character. Recently, while randomly scrolling through the gallery on my smartphone, I came across Shinichi's picture and was inspired to write something new.
I started writing the first two paragraphs, but as I went on, I suddenly thought, "Wait, what's this character's name again?" So I dug through my old character notes. When I read the description, I was shocked to realize that I had almost turned Shinichi into the heroine of a reverse harem story without even remembering he was supposed to be a boy! I found this incident amusing, and a new story idea sparked in my mind. I decided to run with it, feeling that my previous idea wasn't as unique. As a fun twist, I thought, why not include that little mix-up in the story's introduction?
After all, even authors can have unexpected moments with their own creations!