June 6. The morning started with a nice, gentle morning air as I made my way to school, and arrived with the usual ten-minute gap before class. The classroom was still largely empt

It was June 6th, once again. I was walking on my way to school, just like every other day, but something felt undeniably different this time. I had faint, unsettling memories of wh

"So, do you know how many times the day repeated?" I asked, leaning forward slightly, my eyes searching hers. I was curious to know just how many times she'd gone through this day

I woke up, lying on my bed. I remembered as clear as night and day what had happened yesterday. No, it wasn't yesterday. This stuff was so confusing. It was crazy how I didn't feel

I woke up in my bed. Again. It was June 6. This time, though, there might have been something new about to happen after all those loops. I arrived even faster than in previous loop

After hurrying and almost running out of breath, we finally reached the classroom, and without a moment's hesitation, Aira pulled out her knife. A ripple of panic went through the

"Everything will come to an end—but you shall prevent that end." The words echoed in my mind the moment I woke up. I wasn't sure if they came from a dream or a memory—or if there e