Next morning monday, 24th Jan 2025, Rohit's room.
Rohit's eyes snapped open as the alarm clock rang.
It was 8:00 in the morning.
He yawned and frowned as he glanced at the calendar.
Monday.
A new week.
The day he was supposed to return to school.
The previous week had perhaps been the longest one of his life, even compared to the years before his regression. Yet he felt satisfied.
From saving Akhil to building relationships and expanding his influence across the underworld, political circles, and business sectors, it had been a remarkable week. To say the least, he had achieved major breakthroughs in solving many of the problems that had plagued his predecessor's life—both at home and at school.
Then realization hit him.
"Damn... I still have to go to school."
The irony struck differently.
