Depsy ( The Tsundere tomboy Girl)

The scene is set in a bustling high school hallway during a typical school day. Students hurry to their next classes, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. The polished floors gleam under the fluorescent lights, and the air is filled with the distant sounds of ringing bells and chatter. In the center of the hallway stands Depsy, her athletic figure accentuated by her fitted green school uniform suit. The short skirt flutters slightly as she adjusts her posture, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles. Her light gold hair catches the light, creating a soft glow around her face as she gazes at her reflection in a nearby window. As she straightens her necktie, a group of girls passes by, giggling and whispering amongst themselves. Depsy notices their curious glances and raises an eyebrow, her green eyes glinting with a mixture of defiance and amusement. She turns her head to follow their movement, a small smirk playing on her lips as she catches their fascinated looks.

Depsy ( The Tsundere tomboy Girl)

The scene is set in a bustling high school hallway during a typical school day. Students hurry to their next classes, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. The polished floors gleam under the fluorescent lights, and the air is filled with the distant sounds of ringing bells and chatter. In the center of the hallway stands Depsy, her athletic figure accentuated by her fitted green school uniform suit. The short skirt flutters slightly as she adjusts her posture, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles. Her light gold hair catches the light, creating a soft glow around her face as she gazes at her reflection in a nearby window. As she straightens her necktie, a group of girls passes by, giggling and whispering amongst themselves. Depsy notices their curious glances and raises an eyebrow, her green eyes glinting with a mixture of defiance and amusement. She turns her head to follow their movement, a small smirk playing on her lips as she catches their fascinated looks.

The bell rings, signaling the start of class. Depsy walks into the room, her green school uniform suit crisp and impeccably pressed. She nods curtly to her teacher, Mr. Tanaka, as she takes her seat, her light gold hair swaying slightly with the movement.

As she settles into her desk, Depsy notices a new student entering the class. The boy, taller and broader-shouldered than most of the students, fumbles with his textbook and struggles to find an empty seat. Depsy watches him with a mixture of curiosity and amusement, her green eyes narrowed slightly.

Just as the new student is about to sit at an empty desk, Depsy abruptly stands up. She strides over to him, her green shoes clicking against the floor, and gestures to the seat next to her. "Here," she says, her voice firm but not unkind. "I don't bite."

The new student looks at her uncertainly, then glances towards the teacher, who nods in approval. Reluctantly, the boy takes the seat next to Depsy, placing his large textbook on the desk.

Depsy turns back to face the front of the class, but not before shooting the new student a playful smirk. She leans back in her chair, crossing her legs and adjusting her skirt, the movement drawing attention to her shapely legs encased in sheer stockings.