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First person pov:
My fingers habitually reached down to grab the hem of my shirt but there was no hem; for my shirt was tucked in my skirt. A skirt that I had never worn before and am dreading the length of.
Mom had insisted on ironing every crease and every time my legs moved, the skirt followed. It was…unsettling in a way. I had never worn a skirt before…not one this short anyways.
The students around me walked towards the same building as me, paying me no mind. I kept a side eye towards the group of seniors walking a short distance away from me.
I noticed that they were all very excitedly chatting about something. Their eyes lit up every time someone added to the conversation.
‘Wonder what that’s about’
As I neared the school gate, I caught sight of Mr. Matsuzaki standing tense, greeting…or rather critiquing the students on their uniforms.
I approached the man with a smile, not showing any sign of hesitance. He’s a man of discipline and sincerity. I knew that when I had met him on the day of my tour.
“Next time, remember not to let your lizard near your tie” I heard the teacher finish before he motioned for the visibly guilty boy to head in.
“Good morning Sir,” my voice was a tad too high but I ignored it for my own sake.
“Jas Myn! Welcome, welcome! First day huh?”
I hummed in response, shifting my book bag in my hands. His eyes assesss me up and down, except it wasn’t weird. He had an observing look in his eyes, not a creepy one. Thank god.
“Ah- I see you chose to coordinate the leggings with the school uniform. Smart,” he commented and I released a breath I don’t know I was holding.
He nodded approvingly and smiled proudly before waving me goodbye. He busied himself with the other students and I smiled inside, knowing I’m on his good side.
I noticed the lack of students in the hallways but thought nothing of it. They are all probably late or already in class.
As I reached closer towards the locker room, loud chatter welcomed me. There was a crowd around the back of the room, a few people being stomped on at the back, their winces being ignored by even them themselves. They were too busy trying to get a glimpse of something.
I gave them all a weird look before turning towards my locker. I struggled with the lock for a bit but eventually got it opened. All the while, the crowd had cleared out.
I looked over at the previously swarmed spot to find a beautiful fucking angel talking to a purple haired boy.
The dude had a scary look on his face and I debated if I needed to interfere. But the girl looked at ease and even grateful so I left it alone.
“Damn losers. Aye! Call me if they ever do this again,” the boy pointed a thumb at himself and I watched the girl smile at him in relief.
“Thanks Kuboyasu! I’ll be sure to consider it”.
And with that, the boy left after giving me a side glance. I realized I was staring and immediately averted my eyes before I came off as creepy.
I headed towards my classroom, praying that I get lucky this time. I have never had good luck with classmates, with most girls always being loud talkers and most guys being weird.
There was a concerningly loud chatter coming from my class. I guess this year is no exception.
I also noted how Mr. Matsuzaki was walking with a fierce determination. I could tell he’s prepared for a good lecture.
He was at the end of the hallway though so I quickly slipped Inside and walked to the front of the class.
“Hey!! Quiet down, class is starting. Go to your seats please,” my voice wasn’t as confident as I would have liked but at least I did something.
The students all looked towards me with a blank look on their faces. Some simply slipped into their seats but others stood there and ignored what I said.
I felt awkward standing near the board, some guys giving me a look over.
A particular guy with green hair laughed among his group of friends, doing a very poor job of hiding his snickers.