MidReal Story

Among the Girls

Akuma

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 stood outside the school gates, taking in the sight before me.

I was going to be attending an allgirls school, and I wasn't sure what to expect.

I had transferred schools due to family reasons, and this was the only school that had been able to accept me on such short notice.

As I hesitated, a group of girls walked past me, casting me curious glances.

I watched them enter the school gates, feeling a sense of trepidation.

What would the other students think of me?

Would I be able to make any friends?

"Hey, are you the new student?"

I turned to see a girl with long black hair in a ponytail walking towards me.

She had a friendly smile on her face, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me.

"Hi! Yeah, that's me," I replied.

"Welcome to the school. My name is Lily Chen."

"Ethan Logan," I said, shaking her hand.

"It's nice to meet you."

Lily nodded, her eyes sparkling with interest.

"Well, I'm sure you'll have no problem fitting in. I'll show you around the school."

Lily walked through the crowded hallway, her ponytail swinging as she moved.

I followed behind her, trying to ignore the curious glances of the other students.

The girls were all dressed in their uniforms - long skirts and blazers - and they seemed to be staring at me like a rare specimen.

Some of them openly pointed at me, while others pretended not to look but snuck glances when they thought I wasn't watching.

Lily didn't seem to notice any of this, though.

She walked with a confident air, her head held high.

As we moved through the hallway, I could see that it was lined with classrooms.

The doors were all closed, and I wondered what kind of classes were being taught behind them.

Lily gestured to the left side of the hallway.

"The cafeteria is down that way," she said.

"And the gym is at the far end of the hallway. The classrooms are mostly upstairs." We continued walking, and soon we arrived at the office.

It was a small room filled with desks and chairs, and there was a woman sitting behind one of the desks.

She looked up as we entered, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw me.

"Hi," Lily said, smiling.

"This is Ethan Logan. He's our new student."

The woman smiled back at us, standing up from her chair.

"It's nice to meet you, Ethan."

She held out her hand, and I shook it firmly.

"I'm sure you'll do well here."

Lily nodded, her ponytail bouncing up and down.

"I'm sure he will too."

We stood there for a moment, chatting with the woman about my classes and schedule.

Then Lily glanced at her watch and sighed.

"I'd better get going," she said.

"I have a class coming up soon."

I nodded, feeling a sense of disappointment wash over me.

I had been enjoying talking with Lily, and now she was leaving me alone again.

But then I realized something - I still didn't know where my classes were. "Hey, Lily," I said as she turned to walk away.

"Wait a minute."

She turned back towards me, a confused look on her face.

"What's up?"

I hesitated for a second before speaking.

"I don't know where my classes are yet. Can you show me?"

Lily's eyes widened in surprise, but then she smiled again.

"Oh, of course! I forgot about that. Let me show you."

She gestured for me to follow her, and we walked out of the office together.

As we moved down the hallway, I noticed that the walls were covered in artwork.

There were paintings and sculptures on display, and they all seemed incredibly intricate.

I pointed this out to Lily, and she nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, the art department is really good here," she said.

"We have a lot of talented students."

I nodded, feeling a sense of envy wash over me.

I had always been interested in art, but I hadn't had much time to pursue it at my old school.

Now, seeing all these amazing pieces on display, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

We continued walking, and soon we arrived at the first hallway turnoff.

Lily stopped there and looked at me, her eyes sparkling with interest.

"This is where your first class is," she said.

"It's an English class. Just head down this hallway until you see the classroom." I nodded, feeling a sense of nervousness wash over me.

I took a deep breath and began to walk down the hallway, trying to focus on the task at hand.

As I moved further along the hallway, I noticed that there were more and more people watching me.

Some of them openly pointed at me, while others pretended not to look but snuck glances when they thought I wasn't watching.

I tried not to let it bother me, but it was difficult.

Just as I was starting to feel like an animal in a zoo, I heard someone calling out to me.

"Ethan! Ethan Logan!"

I turned around to see a woman standing in the doorway of one of the classrooms.

She was wearing an apron that was covered in paint stains, and her hair was pulled up into a messy bun.

She waved at me enthusiastically as I approached her.

"Hi," I said as I reached her side.

"I'm Ms. Rivera. Welcome to our school."

She held out her hand for me to shake it firmly.

"It's nice to meet you," I replied, trying my best to sound polite. "I'm your art teacher," she continued as we walked into her classroom together.

"I wanted to talk with you about your schedule. You have an after-school program with me every day."

She led me over to a desk in the corner of the room and sat down next to it.