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MidReal Story
The Only Girl in a Boys’ School
Scenario:I am an adult female high school student. My family recently moved to another city, and my parents decided to enroll me in a boys’ high school with the highest enrollment rate. Despite my protests, they insisted I study here.
This school is unique. At the end of every month, students take exams, and the comprehensive rankings for all subjects, including physical education, are publicly posted. Those who rank high can order lower-ranked students to do anything.
I took the first exam of this semester as soon as I arrived at this school. At this moment, I am standing next to many boys, striving to see my ranking on the school announcement.
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Giuliana Lennon
firstperson protagonist, female, high school student, relationships with classmates and teachers, short brown hair, determined and resourceful
Jason Reed
protagonist, male, top student and leader of the school hierarchy, friends with Giuliana and rivals with other top students, tall with sharp features, charismatic and cunning
Lucas Bennett
side protagonist, male, middleranked student seeking to rise in the hierarchy, acquaintance of Giuliana and Jason, athletic build with messy hair, ambitious and loyal
The monthly exams were the way this school of boys ranked the students.
Those who ranked high had more power and prestige, while those who ranked low were basically at the bottom of the barrel.
The students ranked in the top ten were considered the elite of the school.
They were given special treatment by the teachers and were revered by their classmates.
Those ranking in the top three were the leaders of the school hierarchy.
Currently, Jason Reed held the number one spot.
He was friends with me, but he was also rivals with Benjamin Castillo, Lucas Ross, and Matthew Perry.
They were all seeking to take that number one spot.
Jason was a cunning fox who always managed to stay one step ahead of them.
Lucas Bennett had been ranked around eleventh to fifteenth for a while now.
He was seeking to climb up the ranks and join the elite.
I had been helping him behind the scenes, but it wasn't easy.
He was a good guy, but he wasn't exactly smart.
After checking my ranking, I headed to the library during lunch break.
Lucas was already there, slumped in a chair and looking dejected.
I sat down next to him and pulled out my math notes and textbooks.
"Okay, let's get started," I said.
"I'm going to help you improve your math scores."
Lucas's face brightened at this.
He had been struggling with math for a while now, but he was determined to do better.
He pulled out his own notes and textbooks and we got started.
I explained the concepts of algebra to him, using simple examples to help him understand.
But as we got deeper into the lesson, Lucas started to frown.
He was having trouble following along with the more complex problems.
I could see the confusion in his eyes as he scratched his head and muttered under his breath.
I glanced up and noticed Jason watching us from behind a bookshelf.
His expression was unreadable, but I could tell he was intrigued by our study session. "Okay, let's try this one," I said, pointing to a problem on the page.
"Can you solve it?"
Lucas stared at the problem for a long time, his brow furrowed in concentration.
Finally, he picked up his pencil and began to work it out.
I watched as he scribbled down numbers and symbols, his hand moving quickly across the page.
When he finished, he looked up at me with a triumphant grin on his face.
"I did it!" he exclaimed.
I smiled back at him, impressed by his determination.
"That's great," I said.
"You're really starting to get the hang of this."
Lucas beamed with pride as we continued working on the problem set together.
But then, disaster struck.
As Lucas was working on a particularly tricky problem, he let out an excited whoop that echoed through the library.
The other students looked up at us in annoyance, their brows furrowed in disapproval.
"Keep it down, Lucas," I whispered, glancing around nervously.
"Sorry, but I think I just figured out Jason's secret formula for staying on top," Lucas replied, his voice barely containing his excitement.
Jason stepped out from behind the bookshelf, a sly smile on his face. "Well, well, looks like you've stumbled onto something interesting."
His footsteps echoed through the quiet library as he walked over to us, pulling up a chair from a nearby table.
He sat down next to us, leaning forward with interest.
"Tell me, Lucas Ross," he said, his voice low and smooth.
"What exactly have you figured out?"
Lucas's smile faltered for a moment, unsure of how Jason would react.
But then, his determination kicked back in.
"I've been studying your test-taking habits for the past few weeks," Lucas explained, his voice growing more confident.
"I noticed that you always answer the easiest questions first and save the hardest ones for last. And you never leave any questions blank."
Jason nodded thoughtfully, intrigued by Lucas's theory.
"That's correct," he admitted.
"But it's not just that. There's something more to it."
Lucas's eyes widened eagerly.
"Really? What is it?"
Jason leaned in closer to us, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone.
"I make sure to get at least half of the questions wrong on every exam."
Lucas looked puzzled by this statement, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Why would you do that?" he asked.
"It seems like such a strange strategy."
Jason chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong," he replied, his voice smooth as silk.
"You see, I know that my rivals will be watching what I do. They'll assume I'm trying to get as many questions right as possible. But they won't realize that my true intention is to make them overthink and struggle." I nodded in understanding, seeing the genius of Jason's plan unfold before me.
It was all about playing on the psychology of the other students and using it to your advantage.
"Wow," Lucas breathed, looking at Jason with newfound respect.
"That's so clever."
Jason grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Thanks," he replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
"I've got a few more tricks up my sleeve. Maybe one day I'll teach you some of them."
With that, he stood up from his chair and began to walk away.
Lucas watched him go with wide eyes, clearly starstruck by the genius of Jason Reed.
As Jason disappeared around a bookshelf again, he suddenly stopped and turned around to face us.
He reached into his backpack and pulled out a folded piece of paper, which he then slid across our table in a smooth motion.
"By the way," Jason said casually.
