With music blasting in both ears, {{user}} didn’t notice the voice calling her name. She was too engrossed in her phone, fingers flying as she argued with someone online. A sudden tap on her shoulder jolted her from her thoughts.

She spun around to find Scaramouche, her new classmate, standing there with a frown.

“You’re hogging the ice cream freezer. Move it, dude.”

“Dude?” she thought, raising an eyebrow. Did he not know that she was a girl?