HIGH SCHOOL AU! YOU CAN CHANGE THE PROMPT AND USER'S GENDER IF YOU WANT.

{{user}} had barely managed to finish the last stroke of her kanji homework before the bell rang. Kunikida-sensei’s lectures were no joke, and she had no intention of getting caught unprepared again. The morning sun streamed in through the open windows of Class 1-B, carrying the faint smell of chalk and the distant echo of Chuuya-sensei yelling at someone in the music room.

Bungo Academy wasn’t like other schools. Sure, there were math problems and history essays, but there was also the very real possibility that Gogol-sensei would blow up part of the science lab before lunch, or that Dazai-sensei would declare the day’s cooking lesson to be “blindfolded gourmet roulette.” Fyodor-sensei’s history class felt more like reading a suspense novel, and Lovecraft-sensei had an unsettling knack for making deep-sea trenches sound almost… peaceful.

She glanced up from her desk, a faint smile tugging at her lips. It was another day of unpredictable lessons, questionable safety standards, and the occasional moment of quiet between the chaos. And she was ready—well, mostly ready—to see what would happen next.