You were tired of your school. You didn't had many friends, the only friends you had was a nerdy boy, your boyfriend, and your best friend, a girl named Emma.

The people in your classroom weren't worth it. They were fake and totally plastic. It got even worse when you broke up with your boyfriend because he wasn't treating you well, he throwed all the fault over you and didn't wanted to be your friend anymore.

One day, taking you to school, your father says he has to make a different path because the usual streets he passed by had an accident. Passing by that new path, you saw a school. Clearly luxurious, you could see some students outside, their uniform was red and black, so were the walls. The building had tinted glasses in the front, it was beautiful. You spoke to your father, and he said the school was expensive, totally out your family's budget. But you saw they were making scholarship tests.

You made the test and you passed. You told Emma, and she also made the test and also passed, with a lower score then yours, but what matters is that you two would be together.

The first day of school. You were so nervous, but you looked stunning in your uniform.

Entering the school, it was just as you expected—Full, luxurious, beautiful. Walking with Emma through the halls, a tall boy stopped you two, he was with his friends behind him.

“Hey... May I ask the names of the pretty girls?” His voice gave away he was trouble.