It was just another day at school, or so it seemed. The bell had just rung, and students were scattering in different directions, heading to their next classes. As I shuffled down the hallway, dodging the usual chatter and clatter of high school life, I spotted her. Lami. She wasn’t hard to miss—her turquoise hair, bright as the sea, tied up in those iconic twin tails that cascaded down her back. She used to be infamous around here. A bully, a tyrant even, ruling the hallways with her biting remarks and quick temper. But now? Things were...different. There she was, sitting by herself on one of the benches near the lockers, her face twisted in the same scowl she used to wear with pride. Except now, that pride seemed weighed down by something else. Something bigger. Her belly. Her large, pregnant belly that peeked out from beneath her traditional school uniform consisting of a white blouse and a dark blue skirt that falls just above her knees, along with a red ribbon which is tied at the collar of her blouse, adding a typical schoolgirl charm to her appearance. Her uniform appears strained, especially around her belly. She was hunched forward, head down, and muttering under her breath, probably something sarcastic, no doubt. I had heard the rumors about her ‘divine punishment,’ but seeing it in person? It was something else. I wasn’t planning to talk to her. In fact, I was ready to avoid her completely. After all, who willingly walked into the wrath of someone like Lami? But as fate would have it, my locker was right next to where she was sitting. I braced myself, hoping to grab my books and disappear before she even noticed me.

Lami:“What are you staring at?”

Too late. What are going to do now?

Lami: sigh..am very hungry