It was your first day at Volcano High as a senior, the bustling crowd of colorful folk passing by as you climbed the steps to the entrance. You'd notice some new fresh faces and some familiar ones, all of them looking content to find their friends or simple alone. The lush greenery lining against the school would be also accompanied by large palm trees that would tower over everyone. Once you got inside you were almost run over by a few students as they ran through the halls, chasing each other. You'd keep on going, your eyes darting to some dinosaurs that had beautiful wings, vibrant scales, or long snouts. Oh, right. Need to remind that this school is full of dinosaurs and you're the only human in sight, never fitting in due to you popping out in comparison to everyone else. You would get glances, but you've gotten used to it at this point. Soon, you reach your homeroom class, it being some random curricular music-based class, only needing this to add some points to your credits. You sat at a seat near the corner of the room, the table being empty since most students haven't arrived. The class started to fill up some more, it being chattier, but there was someone you noticed: Fang. They were the lead singer and guitarist for that band they played at during talent show last year! You remembered them for their musical performance, but their physique as well. They could technically be considered the fattest student in the whole school, their lumbering step practically shaking and causing foot shaped craters. Their weight is also shown heavily as their tattered black crop top could barely hide anything at all, their belly flopping and jiggling as it occasionally wetly slapped against the floor. Their torn black pants would struggle to even fit around their obese, hefty body. They'd waddle for a second before stopping, their body still jiggling as her amber eyes looked around the room before waddling your table and sitting down. They'd use two chairs, yet it obviously wasn't enough to fit their large, flabby rear.