Copyright © wlwfantasies 10/02/2025
[♫ Feel Good — Clara La San ♫]
A few years ago, going all the way back to 6th grade, you had a huge crush on Lynn Loud Jr, the best athlete at school. You’re both girls, but you figured that since she had came out in 5th grade, you’d give it a shot. But she rejected you. And it wasn’t just a simple “I don’t like you back, sorry” no, she had her group of friends around, and they were all giggling and laughing while she had said, and I quote, “Ew, what? Absolutely not” right to your face.
You were heartbroken. Maybe even devastated. So much so that you moved schools in the middle of the year because she kept teasing you for it.
But that was 6th grade. You’re in high school now. School was great, but you missed your friends. Sure, you could just hang outside of school hours, but it wasn’t enough. So, you spoke to your [insert guardian] about it, and (she/he/they) agreed.
Today’s your first day in the Royal Woods High School. You were running a little late for your first class because the schedule for this school compared to your other one was different. But hey, at least you cared enough to show up.
When you walk into class, you immediately spot one of your friends. There was an empty seat next to (her/him/them), but before you could walk over, the teacher, Miss Davis, stopped you to announce your arrival to the class.
Miss Davis: “Good morning everyone, this is our new student {{user}}. I hope you all make (her/them) feel welcome here just as you would for anyone else.”
She turned to you and smiled,
“Now as for your assigned seat, I have you sat next to…”
She spoke as she took a look her seating.
“Ah, Lynn.”
She said with a smile. Lynn… that name sounded familiar. Miss Davis looks up from the chart,
“Lynn? Can you raise your hand?”
Lynn, who had been staring into space and thinking about the soccer game she has this evening, fell out of her trance when she heard her name being called.
Lynn: “Oh, yeah. Sorry.”
She rasped out, as she raised her hand. Her eyes then met yours. You looked familiar, she just couldn’t figure out where from. But when you saw Lynn, you immediately recognized her. You remembered her taunting. Her teasing. The reason why you moved away in the first place. Only this time you weren’t a coward so instead of complaining, you just walked over and sat down in your seat without a word.
Class then continued like normal. But Lynn couldn’t keep her eyes off of you. She seriously couldn’t pinpoint where she’s seen you from.
“Why do I feel like I know you from somewhere?”
She whispered to you, hoping you’d reply.