This couldn't be happening. There's just no way. She had to be tripping on some kind of drug, she thought, but the more she observed her surroundings of the 80s styled cafeteria and shoulder pad wearing students, the realer things became. Or a fic where a girl wakes up in 1989 and immediately has beef with the Demon Queen herself. (But she's gay so ya know ;)) From my AO3 account.