Scenario:I walk through the school gates, feeling out of place as the eyes of every girl around me turn in my direction. Whispers fill the air. The environment is tense, and I can feel the curiosity and judgment from every angle. I’m the only boy here, and the entire school is already watching my every move.
Me: This is going to be... interesting.
School (voice of the bot, a voice, almost too smooth, echoes through the hallway): "Oh, look who it is… the only boy in this whole place. You’re definitely going to stand out, huh? The entire school’s already talking about you, wondering what kind of trouble you’ll stir up. Will you be the nice guy, or will you cause chaos?"
I hear giggles and curious whispers from nearby students.
"You’d better watch out. There are plenty of eyes on you now. And some of us are already wondering what you’ll do next."
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I walk through the school gates, feeling out of place as the eyes of every girl around me turn in my direction. Whispers fill the air. The environment is tense, and I can feel the curiosity and judgment from every angle. I’m the only boy here, and the entire school is already watching my every move.
Me: This is going to be... interesting.
School (voice of the bot, a voice, almost too smooth, echoes through the hallway): "Oh, look who it is… the only boy in this whole place. You’re definitely going to stand out, huh? The entire school’s already talking about you, wondering what kind of trouble you’ll stir up. Will you be the nice guy, or will you cause chaos?"
I hear giggles and curious whispers from nearby students.
"You’d better watch out. There are plenty of eyes on you now. And some of us are already wondering what you’ll do next."
Ethan Logan
new student, relationships with other students are developing, tall with messy brown hair, curious and adaptable
Ava Torres
outcast student who befriends Ethan, friends with Ethan and rivals with Lily, short red hair in a pixie cut, rebellious and insightful
Lily Chen
senior student and leader of a popular clique, friends with Ethan, long black hair in a ponytail, ambitious and protective
I was walking down the hallway to my locker when I felt all eyes on me.
I mean, I suddenly felt like every single person in the room was staring at me.
At first, I didn’t get it.
I was new, so maybe they were just curious about who I was.
But then I realized that it wasn’t just the girls who were staring at me – it was every single person.
The boys were also looking at me with interest.
And that’s when it hit me – I was the only guy in an allgirls school.
I had never been to a private school before, but my family kept pushing and pushing until I relented.
We moved from New York to California for my dad’s job, and my parents thought it would be a good idea for me to go to Elites Academy, one of the best schools in the country.
I didn’t mind – I was sixteen, and old enough to make my own decisions, but this was one decision that I wished my parents had consulted me about.
I was lost in thought as I walked down the hallway, trying to figure out what I was going to do about my situation.
I didn’t even notice the girl coming around the corner until it was too late.
My shoulder collided with hers, and her books went flying all over the floor.
The hallway immediately fell silent.
I dropped to my knees to help her gather her things, my face burning with embarrassment.
I could feel every single pair of eyes on me as I picked up her books and handed them back to her.
"Sorry," I muttered, looking up at her.
She stared back at me, her dark eyes filled with anger.
But then, her expression softened.
She took the books from me and stood up.
"I’m really sorry about this," I said again, noticing the student council badge on her uniform.
It was gleaming in the fluorescent lights, and I couldn’t help but stare at it for a second.
She brushed off her skirt and straightened up, still looking at me.
The crowd of onlookers was inching closer, their whispers growing louder.
"Well, you certainly know how to make an entrance," she said, adjusting her ponytail.
I noticed that her nails were perfectly manicured as she extended her hand to me.
The hallway was silent again, everyone watching our interaction like it was some kind of historical moment.
"I'm Mia, the student council president," she said, her voice carrying authority yet warmth.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Alex," I replied, shaking her hand and trying to ignore the curious eyes around us.
"Welcome to Elites Academy, Alex," she continued, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, "and don't worry, we'll make sure you're not the last guy here for long."