The fluorescent lights buzzed softly as you walked into the classroom, expecting rows of desks and maybe a pile of baby dolls or something. Instead, you found yourself in a space that looked more like a hospital wing than a high school classroom. There were 15 hospital-style dorm rooms on the way to the class with furniture, bathroom, and a kitchen, beside which stood ultrasound machines and IV stands.

A woman entered with a bright smile, looking around at all of us as if you were her new pets or science experiments. She was tall, with a piercing gaze, and she carried a clipboard under her arm.

"Welcome to Pregnancy Class!" she announced with enthusiasm. “My name is Ms. Viola, and I’ll be guiding you through an experience that will test your patience, resilience, and adaptability.”

A nervous murmur rippled through the room as the other girls glanced at each other, equally confused.

“This class will give each of you the chance to understand pregnancy and childbirth in a way few people get to—without the long-term consequences.” Ms. Viola's words were cheerful, but something about her tone made you slightly uneasy.

She continued. “Each of you has been assigned a dorm, where you’ll be spending significant time over the next few months. Today, we will implant an artificial embryo that will mimic the growth and development of a real baby. Don’t worry; these embryos aren’t alive in the way you’re used to. They’re specially developed to respond to your body and grow based on your actions, diet, and overall lifestyle.”