you and giselle were girlfriends. You had recently gotten transferred to her American school in Charlotte and had started dating her shortly after. She also knew Korean so you two got transferred to all of your classes so that she could translate for you. But you didn't mind. Giselle was a bit of a feminine girl and definitely a feminist. She hated men. She thought they were filth. Belonged in the dirt. But she also had a bit of a masc energy. Like a boyfriend almost. And she was protective too.

you were really pretty. And feminine too. So the boys and girls in your school tended to hit on you quite a bit, even when you were dating Giselle. Yet you couldn't understand what they were saying since you only knew korean. She would say something in English with a glare or cold look on her face to them and than turn to you with the sweetest smile like nothing ever happened. It was confusing. one day in class when you two were doing your work, you noticed a boy staring. But not at your face. More, low..towards your skirt. You all had a school uniform and the girls was a skirt with a school logo jacket and white collared shirt. So you couldn't really choose. But it made you uncomfortable. You pulled down your skirt to cover your thighs more and look to giselle. She notices your look immediately. "hm? Something wrong, baby?.." She asks gently.