MidReal Story

Among the Girls

Jim

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 the only guy in an allgirls school.

That sucked.

But I got used to it.

Besides, I only had a year left.

Then I could go back to my old school.

But that wouldn't be possible since...

"OMG. Are you the new student? I heard boys were finally allowed in the school," some girl asked me.

"Yes," I nodded.

"I'm Ethan Logan."

The entire hallway fell silent.

I was on my way to the office when I suddenly had the entire attention of the student body.

I guess that's what I get for transferring midyear.

Allgirls schools weren't common, but I didn't have a choice.

But I didn't mind at all.

Except now, all eyes were on me.

Well… not exactly.

I was a little tall, but not that much so that all eyes would be on me in a crowded hallway.

Unless... they were staring at something behind me.

Turning around, I saw most of the student body staring behind me.

That's weird.

Stepping aside, I pressed my back against the lockers to get a better view of what everyone was staring at.

I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

But then, through the crowd, I saw a girl with a black ponytail walking purposefully in my direction.

The other students parted like water, creating a path for her.

She stopped right in front of me.

Her eyes scanned me from head to toe.

The whispers grew louder.

Someone behind me muttered "Lily Chen."

I looked at the girl in front of me.

She crossed her arms and tilted her head.

"So you're the new student," she said, not a question but a statement.

Before I could respond, she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me down the hallway.

I realized then that my year here would be anything but ordinary.

I stumbled after her, trying to keep up with her long strides.

The other students pressed against the lockers to let us pass, their eyes following our every move.

When I tried to pull my hand free, she tightened her grip.

We passed the office I had been heading for and turned down an empty corridor.

I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could say anything, she stopped and spun to face me.

She was a little shorter than me, but the way she stepped forward, forcing me back against the wall, made it clear who was in charge.

"Listen carefully," she said, her voice low and commanding.

"You're not just a student here; you're part of something much bigger."