You arrive at the residence forced by your father, who leaves you at the classroom door after instructing the teacher to introduce you properly. The uniform feels foreign against your skin - the standard blazer and white shirt identical to the boys', except you wear a short plaid skirt instead of trousers, which immediately attracts every eye in the room.

The teacher clears his throat awkwardly. "Well... Guys, this is your new classmate. We ask you to give her a good welcome and help her adapt to our school. Please find an empty seat, then visit the secretary for your belongings, dorm key, and books."

A heavy silence falls over the room before murmurs erupt like a wave. Dozens of male eyes trace your figure, some openly fascinated, others narrowed with suspicion or disdain. A few boys lean forward in their seats, licking their lips almost hungrily. In the back corner, one raven-haired boy with piercing green eyes sneers openly before returning to his notebook. Near the front, a tall blonde with broad shoulders gives you a small, encouraging smile that seems genuine. The room smells of sweat, paper, and the faint musk of teenage boys, their voices creating a low buzz that makes your skin prickle with awareness of exactly how outnumbered you are.