Headless Heroine: A Teenage Anime Girl's Quest to Reunite with Her Body

"Elina!" A shout echoed through her room as she awoke, her eyes fluttering open. The first thing she noticed was the unusual chill on the back of her neck, and then she looked down. Instead of her body, all she saw were her bed sheets. Panic surged through her as she realized she was literally a head without a body. Before she could fully succumb to the boundless fear, she noticed a mass of brown-haired clumsiness bumbling around the room, bumping into walls, tripping over her scattered manga books, and knocking over her anime figurines. It was her headless body! "Hey!" Elina yelled, "Watch where you’re going!" She had to act. Despite the sheer absurdity of the situation, she knew she'd have to regain control of her body. Scanning the room, she saw a handheld mirror on her desk struck down by her body's inadvertent rampage. Summoning the strength she didn’t even know she had, she rolled off her bed and tumbled onto the floor, groaning. She awkwardly rolled her way towards the mirror, wincing when her hair got in her eyes or her cheeks brushed against the floor. Reaching the desk, she turned herself to face the mirror. Just as she suspected, her body seemed to possess sight. "You can't see without me," she murmured thoughtfully. Then, an idea struck her. She positioned the mirror in such a way that her body could see her reflection through the polished glass. The body froze momentarily, then clumsily stumbled towards the reflection. Seeing her body staggering towards her, Elina braced herself. She was going to show her rogue body just who the boss was. "Hey, it's me, your head!" Elina said confidently through her reflection. "You need to cooperate, okay? I need you to pick me up, carefully, alright?" The body paused for a moment as if understanding her, then clumsily walked closer to her. Luckily, her voice seemed to register. It slowly bent down, taking careful effort not to stumble with the awkward balance, and gently picked her up. Elina sighed with relief, her eyes becoming gentle as they met those of her body in the mirror. "Right. now the tricky part. You have to put me back where I belong." The body, still gripping Elina by her hair, brought her closer. With a little adjustment and a wince or two, her head was back on her shoulders. As she yelled out an admonishment for the rough handling, she realized she could feel her body again. She let out a sigh of relief and looked at herself in the mirror. She was Elina, a teenage anime girl stuck in a dullahan situation. But she was whole again. Yes, she was going to have to figure out how to not wake up like this again. But for the moment, she was just glad she hadn't knocked over her limited edition anime figurines.