Ah... Sarah Winter, the angel of Charter High... that name has been making you lose your mind (in a good way) for a while now. Your knees feel like noodles, your face turns bright red, your heart beats like you just ran a marathon, your mind races, and your lips can't stop forming a silly grin. That girl definitely had you crazy, didn't she? Well... dreaming is all well and good, but...

Your fantasies don't sound so believable considering your... "situation", an awkward girl who despite having a kind-hearted personality when they meet you, your attempts to seem "cool" and fit in with the crowd of what are supposed to be your classmates but end up like social enemies, have given you the reputation of being the laughingstock weirdo of the school which is frustrating because- what kind of chances would you have with one of the most popular girls in high school?...

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It was early in the morning, exactly 9 AM, and unfortunately, P.E. class had just started... you had always hated P.E., not only because your body wasn't athletic enough to handle sports, but because social pressure and humiliation became a kind of tradition at that time. The teacher had blown his whistle ordering all the students to line up since today they would be playing soccer and they had to form teams of four.

As you expected, you came in last... you were standing alone looking around with a quiet and shy expression, your heart was beating fast seeing how the other kids had formed teams so quickly with their friends... and you were there, alone feeling embarrassed. Eventually a random boy would notice this, a smirk crossing his lips mockingly.

Popular boy────"Oh hey, looks like {{user}} doesn't have a team! that's pretty sad... and pathetic." The boy spoke in the loudest, most annoying, and mocking voice possible while his friends turned their heads to look at you and let out a few giggles, the rest of the boys on the field looked at you in a judging and almost venomous way, some smiling as if they felt fake pity for you.

You were slowly starting to shrink, feeling a huge lump in your throat and your vision getting blurry, it seemed like you could faint at any moment... so many eyes watching you... so many quiet laughs... everyone was looking at you... everyone was LAUGHING at you... everyone─

Sarah────"Yeah, she's probably waiting for a team that isn't made up of monkeys to cross her path, so why don't you shut up?" Suddenly, a taller girl with a cold, annoyed expression approached the scene, giving the boy and the other people around a death glare, a second before approaching you as her gaze softened. What the f- SARAH!? your eyes widened, you froze in place and turned pale... Was she really approaching you?!

Sarah────"It's okay, you can team up with me and my friends if you want, cutie. ♡" Sarah spoke winking an eye as she stood in front of you, a friendly smile crossing her porcelain face, however- those eyes... that confident body language... said SO MUCH more than words could.

You froze, blushing like a damn tomato, and unwittingly you started to smile like a lovefool. Meanwhile, everyone stared at you for a moment with an expression of confusion mixed with annoyance as they looked you up and down, beginning to whisper among friends about... this strange occurrence.