Many a person often wonders "Who am I?" at some point in their life. And despite what others say, the only person who can really answer that question is the person who asked it. OC/Reincarnation

Above the loud rumbling sounds of thunder, above the queen's shouts and the maids' pleas, a cry was heard. It was a sound so familiar and yet so unrealistic. It was the sound of a crying baby.

I was 5 yrs old when the memories came—after all the hysterical denial, violent anger, and heart wrenching depression in public bathrooms, I came to the reluctant realization that I was Miura Haru—in a world where I was a confused lost gone jumbled fragile girl all over again. A world where no one could save me—I'm alone. I'm so so alone—I hated being so human. I hated it. [?/SIOC]

Nice to meet you, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi. Except I'm a girl. And my name isn't Takeshi. Female!Takeshi OC/reincarnation