arrive on campus

The car sped down the road, and at one point the tutor turned on the radio, saying that some music would help her relax.

I played an unfamiliar song, a little too pop. The singer's voice was unmistakably Zoe's... that is, if Zoe had bothered to learn to sing with the right pitch and follow the rhythm, instead of being a total amateur who made her friends laugh at karaoke while she was drunk at some party.

Zoe stopped to listen to this version of herself and wondered, could I sing like this too if I practiced?

Anyway, after a while they arrived at their destination, Zoe University on the dormitory side.

Six Zoes were standing there chatting among themselves, their faces betraying a mixture of tension and concern.

Zoe got out of the car with the tutor, and before she had time to step outside, a Zoe immediately embraced her.

Roommate Zoe: I'm so sorry! The accident! If I hadn't asked you to stop by the library and pick up that stupid book for me! Nothing would have happened! Please forgive me!

Zoe was completely embarrassed by all that sudden contact, and Zoe's chest was definitely pressed against hers!

Zoe: Please calm down... I don't remember any of this, my memory's a little fuzzy.

Another Zoe chimed in from behind.

Roommate Zoe 2: Really, not even that I lent you ten thousand dollars last week?

A third Zoe nudged the one who had just spoken on the arm.

Roommate Zoe 3: Stop joking, I don't think this is the right time.

Zoe had to admit that if she were in her roommate's place, she might have made the same joke, just to lighten the mood.

Roommate Zoe 2: Calm down, I was just trying to lighten the mood. How are you, Zoe? Do you need me to free you with a crowbar?

Zoe was actually still in the embrace of her roommate, who kept apologizing to her.

Zoe freed herself and turned to the first Zoe.

Zoe: Okay, calm down, ... it wasn't your fault... I was told my memory would return sooner or later and not to worry... so don't worry.

The other Zoes approached, and one of them spoke up.

Roommate Zoe 4: Easy to say, we had a project due tomorrow, and it was your turn to present it, but I guess we'll have to draw lots.

Zoe wasn't even sure what class she was enrolled in, let alone remember the project.

Roommate Zoe 3: Anyway, the one crying is your Zoe.

Zoe: What do you mean?

Zoe, roommate 1, squeezed her hand.

Zoe, roommate 1: Zoe, we've been together for two years now.

Suddenly, Zoe froze.

She didn't mean what she meant, right? They're a couple?! Is that why she's so clingy?!

Zoe took a step back, shocked.

Zoe: I don't remember... you're all... strangers to me, I'm sorry.

Zoe saw the roommate who had hugged her start sobbing, and she felt guilty.

Even if she had migrated to this world, there was a... Zoe who was this... Zoe's girlfriend. It wasn't right to hurt her like this.

Zoe: I'm sorry for the reaction, you caught me off guard. Maybe you could walk me around campus today? I mean, I have to rediscover everything, and I'd love it if it were you.

Roommate Zoe2: She hasn't lost her seductive chatter.

Zoe: I was starting to think that in this world... well, they were all... well.

Zoe2: The tutor quickly explained it over the phone. Well, technically, we've fucked each other several times, but not as lovers. You know, our special days, but you're always glued together like twins, Zoe.

Zoe stopped again. What the hell had she done, sleeping with all her roommates? How many at once? Cough... she went completely red with embarrassment. She tried to concentrate and tell herself that the Zoe they were talking about wasn't her, but the Zoe she'd replaced when she migrated.

Zoe: ...with all... of them?

Tutor Zoe: As I explained, it's almost impossible to hold back during your period. Luckily, we're all open and tolerant, even if it may seem new to you.

Tutor Zoe: Rather, where is Zoe Brenan? (Each Zoe will have a different last name)

Roommate Zoe 5: She's had her period since last night, I think she's having sex somewhere.

Zoe: I don't understand one thing, are there eight of us in one room?

Tutor Zoe: Yes, you are, standard practice. We put Zoes with similar cycles in the same rooms to give them a good number of lovers and vent their sexual urges.

Zoe: Wait, doesn't that mean... my period is coming too? (Is that why I'm so horny?)

The response was interrupted by the sound of a car parking quickly. A Zoe in elegant clothes and slightly older than Zoe gets out and then runs to Zoe, practically placating her with a hug and pushing her head against her breast.

Mom Zoe: Honey, mommy's here!