One

"Stop right there, do not come any closer!" I pointed my finger at him, commanding him to halt. I was already quite annoyed and did not wish to see any more of that unpleasant person.

Yan Yi Mu indeed fell silent, quietly following behind me. If it weren't for the shadows by the roadside, I would have thought he had left long ago. I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty; have I been a bit too much?

The homeroom teacher responsibly escorted me to the school gate and only returned to the school after watching me leave. As I looked at the familiar city, I realized that the world in comics is not much different from the real world

I crouched on the ground with my head in my hands, now a "three-no person," not knowing where to go even after leaving Delan Academy. As dusk deepened, my sense of helplessness grew stronger, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Yan Yimu's smile faded slightly as he lowered his head to look at his dirty shoes, his tone filled with self-reproach: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. How could anyone consider me a friend in this state... I was too naive, I'm sorry." He sniffed, and when he raised his head to look at me, his eyes were red. "I just suddenly remembered that it seems you are not in our class. Are you a new transfer student? I'm afraid you might not know your way around; Delan is quite large. However, you are so beautiful that many people would surely be willing to help you. I'm sorry for bothering you." Yan Yimu forced a smile that was more pitiful than crying, then turned and left.

Standing at the door of my home, I patted myself down and realized I had not brought my keys. However, I have a habit of keeping a spare key, so after some searching, I found it. Opening the door and looking at everything familiar yet strange, I threw myself onto my bed. Perhaps a sleep would suffice; upon waking, I would find myself back in the real world. I pulled up the blanket and closed my eyes, gradually sinking into a dream.

"Classmate Yu Yingwu, are you not happy?" Yan Yimu asked with concern, following closely behind me

With tears in my eyes, I asked: "New transfer? Teacher, do you know me?!" What is going on? I certainly did not draw these things, how could the comic change its plot on its own?

"No, Yuying Wu, you cannot be soft-hearted! You must understand that in reality, he is quite detestable, and no one likes him in the comic either!" I urged myself internally, reminding myself not to feel soft-hearted or sympathetic towards him; all of this is false, he is also false, this is in an illusory world

I looked at his dejected appearance and felt a wave of sadness for some reason, as if I had done something wrong. I bit my lip and finally couldn't help but shout, "Hey, thank you, I know the way. Well, my situation is a bit special, I am quite familiar with Duran... so you don't need to worry about me, just go home early."

Walking alone in the vast campus, my heart is filled with anxiety. I truly wish this were a dream, that I could open my eyes and return to the real world, but it is of no use. I pinch myself hard, and all I feel is pain. I lie down on the ground, the cold earth pressing painfully against my back, and I wander aimlessly around the campus, with no familiar faces, only familiar places.

I watched his silhouette disappear into the sunset, and all that filled my heart were four words: "self-inflicted consequences." If I had not distorted Yan Yimu's image, this comic would not exist; if this comic did not exist, I would not be here. Therefore, everything that is happening now is a result of my own actions. The unfortunate part is, as he said, how can I, as someone who originally did not exist in the comic, explain my identity? And how can I continue to live in the world of the comic? The unfortunate part is, as he said, how can I, as someone who originally did not exist in the comic, explain my identity? And how can I continue to live in the world of the comic?

The mornings in the city are always so crowded, and the friendly uncle selling breakfast greets me warmly. I think this must be the real world; I must have returned. Perhaps yesterday's experiences were just a dream? I smile foolishly, biting into a jianbing guozi, and continue walking briskly.

"Yuying Wu, Yuying Wu, is that you here!" A surprised voice accompanied by footsteps approached me. I looked over with a grimace, and it was Yan Yimu, with his messy hair, running towards me with a cheerful smile.

The homeroom teacher was so startled that her glasses nearly fell off. She adjusted her glasses with her hand, looked at me more closely, and frowned. I was truly afraid that her next question would be asking me who I was, why I was here, and then sending me to the police station

"You are Yu Yingwu, right? What happened to you? Didn't you just transfer here? Is someone bullying you?" The homeroom teacher grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

Classmate Yu Yingwu, what a coincidence, we meet again, let's go to school together! The thing I fear the most has happened, I struggled to swallow the jianbing guozi stuck in my throat, my little face scrunched up, looking at Yan Yimu, who was dressed strangely in front of me, I had to accept the reality that I was still stuck in a comic!

That night, I did not sleep soundly; at times I dreamed of attending classes at Delan Academy, and at other times I found myself back in a strange ancient era. In my dreams, the "dream soul" appeared and vanished just as I was about to touch it, leaving me with an inexplicable feeling of emptiness.

Silly child, is it because your parents have been abroad for a long time that you feel lonely? Don't overthink it, Delan is a warm big family, your classmates and teachers are your relatives, hurry home, it will be unsafe to return home too late.

Yan Yimu stopped in his tracks, lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then turned to me with a childlike smile and said: "Thank you, Yu Yingwu, you are the first person to make me feel warmth, thank you." After saying this, he took long strides and ran away

Oh heavens, oh earth! Why do you treat me this way? Can a mere comic strip allow one to traverse dimensions? How unfortunate am I! I look up at the blood-red sunset and lament, even if I could traverse dimensions, I would not wish to end up in my own comic, especially since there are people here that I dislike the most

"Yuying Wu, classmate Yuying Wu." A familiar male voice came from behind, and I almost choked on the jianbing guozi in my mouth, patting my chest and too afraid to turn around

"What a coincidence." My mood suddenly plummeted to the lowest point, and even my appetite vanished. I held the jianbing guozi with my head down and continued walking. How am I still in the world of comics? How do I go back? Will I never be able to return? What should I do in reality?

When the first ray of sunlight touched my face, I opened my eyes, jumped out of bed, and patted my cheeks

Shut up! I shouted fiercely, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have drawn this comic!

"Teacher Li, it is so good to see you!" I felt as if I were meeting a family member, tightly grasping the hand of the homeroom teacher, this person who usually instilled fear in me, now truly became someone I relied on.

"Are you okay, classmate?" Just as I was crying, a familiar voice sounded beside me, "Classmate, it's after school and you're still not going home. Do you need me to call your parents?" She squatted down and patted my shoulder

Am I back in the real world? I pinched my thigh, and the pain brought me back to my senses. I quickly washed up, got dressed, and ran towards Delan Academy with my backpack. This is the first time in my life that I have yearned to go to school.

As night falls, the pedestrians on the road are all hurrying along, while I leisurely make my way home alone. Although the scenery is the same, this is, after all, in a comic; in my heart, besides the initial unease, there is also a hint of excitement. Most importantly, I am very curious to know whether, here, one can also fall ill or get injured just like in normal life.

Hmm, I understand, thank you, teacher. I nodded. Are my parents abroad? Living alone? It seems that my character setting is quite realistic. At this point, I can only take a gamble.