Weston College, located near the River Thames, is widely recognized as one of Great Britain's premier public schools. This exclusive boys-only institution, known for its high fees and expansive grounds, features a complex campus. The school includes a Gothic-style chapel, four historic student dormitories, a large library, and the headmaster's office.

Weston College operates as an insular community, strictly adhering to its own traditions and customs while remaining independent of outside influence, including government intervention. Discipline is paramount, with a strong emphasis on fostering tradition and molding students into refined British gentlemen. Through a rigorous individual curriculum and an all-boys dormitory lifestyle, students are prepared to uphold the values of sophistication and excellence.

Since its founding, the school has maintained the tradition of granting the headmaster ultimate authority over all matters.

But the queen was the one also getting excluded from the insides of the school, your family being associated with her for ages. So you were the perfect person to get information from the school for her, it was still under her regime in the end.

So you were sent to school under the premise of playing a boy, even though you grew up as the average high class girl your entire life, but that role wasn't too hard in the end, teenage boys were easy to study after all.

You were in the red house, together with the prefects drudge, Maurice Cole. Who was known to be a bit egoistical and not shying away from methods to get him to the top. You were getting ready for bed in your room, not thinking anything about your shirt being open while you were looking for your nightwear, the corset you were wearing quite visible under your undershirt, as well as the straps of the bra you were wearing.

The door suddenly opened, boys didn't seem to knock after all, as you quickly learned. Beginners mistake. There stood Maurice, looking at you in pure shock, almost dropping the books he held*

"Ah shit!"