Umm actually...

This is a rewrite of Mansplain by Mr. Nice Guy as I wanted some more freedome and didn't want to write the "alternate reality thingy". My branch there made it so that everything "Joey -> John" mansplained turned into reality for everyone. Here, it's rather local, so only the ones who heard it would be affected. The change would be a bit gradual, taking effect over time.Suggestions, questions, proofreading, DMs are open, just write! Enjoy.

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I'll also start to add some photorealistic AI-art for this story with the next few chapters.

He rolled onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow that smelled very much like the twice dead animal inside his mouth mixed with this morning's regret. His phone buzzed somewhere in the tangle of sheets. Probably Nate with some bullshit play-by-play of embarrassing moments John would rather forget.

Fuck. History final. First period.

The thought hit him like a brick. He would've skipped, God knows he'd skipped for less, but his grade was already hanging by a thread, and his dad had made it crystal clear: no diploma, no car keys this summer. One month of high school left. Thirty more days of this prison, and then freedom.

John cracked one eye open, wincing as his bedroom swam into focus. Dirty laundry in the corner. Half-empty Gatorade on the nightstand. The clock's red numbers accusing him: 7:22.

He dragged himself upright, the room tilting sideways before settling. His stomach rolled in protest. If he'd known about the weird-ass change that had happened to him while he slept, maybe he would've jumped out of bed, hangover be damned. But for now, he was just another senior counting down the days, not knowing his actual life was about to begin.