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 in class when I heard the news.
I didn’t even hear it from anyone.
I just heard whispers going around the classroom, "Did you hear? A boy is coming to our school."
"Like, a boy is going to be in our school."
"I wonder what he looks like," someone said.
"Like, is he cute?"
"Cool. A boy will be in an allgirls school. That will be interesting," another person said.
I didn’t think much of it until I saw the commotion outside of class.
Everyone was running toward something, and something caught my attention—something that made me want to go over there, too.
Curiosity piqued, I decided to go over to where everyone was running to, so I could see what they were talking about.
As soon as I walked over, I noticed everyone was staring at a boy standing on the stairs.
He had messy brown hair and was tall for a seventeen-year-old boy.
He looked like he didn’t care about his appearance at all.
Or maybe he didn’t have time to fix himself this morning.
He wore a white shirt with a pair of jeans, and if I wasn’t mistaken, the shirt looked like one of those cartoon character shirts.
I couldn’t help but smirk at him.
He stood there, frozen in place, like he was just as surprised as we were.
I looked around and noticed that everyone had stopped talking.
The only sound was the sound of our shoes on the floor as we moved closer to him.
Everyone was trying to get a good look at him.
I walked closer, and I saw that he had a backpack on his back.
He looked like he didn’t know what to do, so I decided to go talk to him.
As soon as I started walking toward him, everyone parted for me.
I walked up the stairs and saw that he was standing in front of my locker.
I walked up to him and saw that he had his hands on the straps of his backpack.
I looked up at him, and he looked down at me.
"Hi," I said, smiling at him.
He looked at me with calculating eyes.
He didn’t say anything back to me, so I decided to ask him something.
"What’s your name?"
He hesitated for a moment before finally replying, "I'm Alex."
I looked around and noticed that everyone was staring at us.
I looked back at him and saw that he was looking at me, too.
I could tell that he was a nice guy.
He didn’t look like the type of guy who would mess with someone.
He looked like the type of guy who would just mind his own business and not bother anyone.
"Nice to meet you," I said.
"I’m Emily."
He smiled at me, and I smiled back at him.
We stood there for a minute, smiling at each other, before he finally broke the silence.
"Where’s Room 204?" he asked.
I looked around and saw that everyone was still staring at us.
I turned back to him and said, "It’s on the second floor. Let me show you."
He nodded his head, so I walked up the stairs with him.
As we walked, I noticed that everyone was still staring at us.
I looked around and saw that some girls were taking pictures of us with their phones.
I rolled my eyes and continued walking with him until we got to his classroom.
When we got there, I saw that there were already a lot of people in there.
They all looked up at us as soon as we walked in, and I could hear them whispering to each other. I looked at Alex, and he looked like he didn’t know what to do.
So, I decided to help him out.
"Hey," I said to the teacher who was sitting on her desk.
She looked up at me and smiled when she saw me standing there.
"Hi," she said back to me.
"What can I do for you?"
"I was just showing this guy where your room is," I said to her, nodding my head toward Alex.
She looked over at him, and then she smiled at me again before saying, "Well, thank you for showing him where my room is. You can go now."
I nodded my head at her before turning around to leave.
As soon as I walked out of the classroom, I heard all the girls inside start talking again.
I walked down the hallway until I got back to my locker, and then I opened it up so that I could get my books for my next class. As soon as I opened it up, someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind me.
I turned around to see who it was, and when I did, I saw that it was Alex.
"Hey," he said to me as soon as I turned around to face him.
"Hey," I replied, surprised to see him again so soon.
"Can we talk somewhere private?" he asked, glancing nervously at the curious eyes around us.
"Sure," I said, intrigued, "there's an empty classroom down the hall."