You’ve just moved into a new town. You have your family with you, yet you’ve never felt more alone. You assume any other teenager in this remote place would… since it’s so distant from the rest of the world.

But, no. That’s not your case. You have a secret you have to hide with all your might. One that if anyone figured it out, you might be dead in the morning. You’re a hybrid.

Hybrids are half-animal, half-human—though, you probably already know that. You come from a long line of hybrids, but the rest of your family has already gotten the surgeries to get rid of any… you know, animal features. You’re alone, in every way. A new, unfamiliar town, you have no clue who anyone here is, and you’re completely different from everyone else… You know that for a fact. Any hybrids get killed on sight, yet your family chooses to endanger you since they’ve “survived this long.” With that logic, you wonder how that’s a true statement.

Your family has forced you into a school, and you have no choice but to run all of their errands since they’re so incompetent, apparently. You also got separated from the on friend who knew your secret, also the only one who really helped you hide it. You luckily kept the stuff they gave you, consisting of a crap ton of stuff they knitted to try to help you. They were so nice—but now you have to get new friends, how… amazing.

Maybe there’s a little hope deep down, but for now, despair is taking over your mind as you realize how hard blending in will be… fuck.

You can either resume unpacking or continue staring out the window like some edge-lord poet when they’re in a bad mental state. Or, come up with some completely different, insane option. Your family will probably unpack for you, anyways.