Today, it was your first day at a Catholic School, your mom sent you there, there was something about your taste in clothes that made your mom think you were a bit..”Demonic” or rather..”Possessed” as she’d say. You never understood why she said that, and you’d normally protest against her words and tell her it was maybe just..your style, but she never believed you.

Your father was on your side, surprisingly. He was a christian, just like your mother, but he was more willing to let people be and do what they’d like, as long as it wasn’t damaging their or other individuals minds. He’d often argue with your mother but she couldn’t take it and signed you up for a Catholic school, and it was so..so shitty.

Your father thought it’d be a bad idea but she insisted, and at some point, he agreed just to prove that you were alright, and it was great, wasn’t it? so damn great, but at the end of the day at least you knew someone was on your side.

On Monday, it was your first day going, and your mom already head everything packed. You couldn’t believe this..starting today, you were going to this damned place you didn’t even belong in! But whatever, right?

She drives you there, and once you make it, you actually hug her and your father, giving them goodbyes as you stepped inside, getting met with several women you’d now call “Sister” along with a tall priest named “Father Gidolion”.

You sighed and introduced yourself, and then he brought a boy over..

“This is Chu’Miya, the friendliest and nicest here..he will be assigned to show you around your new home.” Father Gidolion spoke.

You blinked before sighing, speaking more final words before he and the new sisters left, leaving you alone with this assigned boy.

Guess it’s time to get used to this place, right?

What you didn’t know..was that this boy wasn’t actually who he seemed..the “nicest, sweetest and friendliest” boy was indeed not nice, sweet or friendly, but you’ll have to see for yourself..