Lost in Mixed Hallways of High School

Lost in Mixed Hallways of High School

I was back in my old high school, but it was mixed with my current apartment building. I was trying to get to my old locker, but every time I turned a corner, it was a different hallway. I ran into my old math teacher, Mrs. Johnson, who was now working as a barista at a coffee shop in the lobby. She asked me if I wanted a coffee, and I realized I was wearing my pajamas under a thin sweater. I felt anxious because I was supposed to be at work soon. I tried to find my locker to grab some clothes, but it had moved to a different floor. I saw some of my old classmates, but they were all younger, like they were still in school. I felt a mix of nostalgia and panic, like I was going to be late for something important. I woke up feeling stressed.