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 boy in an allgirls school.
That sucks, right?
Well, it shouldn’t be that bad.
I mean, I am surrounded by girls!
Tall girls, short girls, fat girls, thin girls, ugly girls, beautiful girls… Wait, that’s a pretty accurate description of any school.
But it wasn’t like that.
My name is Ethan Logan.
I am the new student in this allgirls school.
And because of that, I was able to get the attention of the entire student body.
It wasn’t like I wanted that.
But I had no choice but to come here.
Due to family reasons, I had to transfer here.
Here, on the other side of the country.
It was a long flight and a long drive afterwards.
But finally, we were there.
The entire campus was surrounded by trees and flowers, with a big lake in the middle.
It looked really pretty and peaceful after the crowded city I used to live in.
But then again, it was all girls.
That should count for something too.
I got out of the car and helped my mom with my stuff.
We were going to have a small talk with the school director before I would be released into the wild.
My mom was worried about me being on my own but I reassured her that I would be just fine.
I was sixteen after all!
I trailed behind my mom as we walked through the hallway.
The floor was polished and shiny, reflecting the light from the windows.
The hallway was crowded with girls, all of them looking at me as I passed by.
Some of them were pretending to be busy with their phones or lockers but I could see them stealing glances.
Two girls in matching uniforms were whispering and pointing at me.
Another one bumped into me and apologized with a giggle before scurrying away to join her friends.
The hallway seemed endless, stretching out before us like a long, dark tunnel.
Every step I took echoed off the walls, making me feel like I was being watched by a thousand eyes.
Finally, we reached a heavy wooden door with a brass nameplate that read "Director Williams."
My mom knocked twice and a stern female voice called out, "Enter."
I pushed the door open and held it for my mom.
The office was spacious, with tall windows that overlooked the central lake.
The director sat behind a massive mahogany desk, her hands clasped together in front of her.
She didn’t stand to greet us, instead watching us intently as we entered.
Her hair was graying and pulled back into a tight bun.
She looked to be in her fifties.
I let go of the door handle and it closed with a soft click.
The whispers from the hallway were muffled now, replaced by the quiet hum of an air conditioner.