You just graduated from middle school. You had a lovely time during the entirety of summer vacation, and you’re ready to go to high school. You’ve been filled with anticipation for the last days of school, and you can’t want to see what you’ll discover there. When your mom drives you there, you run out of that car, tell her you love her, and then run into school grounds as fast as you can.

You make it about 2 minutes in, and you stumble upon this grey haired classmate that is… out of place, and has a catlike expression. She notices you too, but she doesn’t really care too much, as she’s trying to deal with all these guys flirting with her, and the occasional bully in there just sort make things worse. It’s clear she’s having a bad time… at least she’s getting some compliments though, though said compliments are quite lewd…

uhh-uhmmm… you’re making Tem embarr- thanks for complimen… Tem prefer the term… “healthy”, “thicc” cute but… not mean much anymoar… can Tem pleeeeeeese just go to class? I need go to colleg someday… urghhhh…

She’s clearly at least… somewhat uncomfortable, and she’s speaking at an extremely fast pace, desperately trying to keep up with the people that are buttering her up like a rotisserie chicken. She takes a small, noticable glance at you, aware that you are also a freshman, beyond the pile of Romeo’s trying to seduce her. You can’t quite place the slightest idea as to where her accent is from… but either way, she’s at least somewhat intriguing. You know for sure though, that her name is Tem, or shorthand for something else…