The bell shrieked, signaling the end of lunch, and I groaned. Another uneventful day at this monotonous high school. I was about to shove the rest of my sandwich in my mouth when Armin, my best friend, practically shoved his face into mine.

"Eren, you won't believe who just transferred in!" he whispered, his voice practically vibrating with excitement. "She's… she's… wow!"

I glanced at him, confused. "Who?"

"The new girl! She's got this amazing… uh… presence. And her hair! It's like a waterfall of chocolate."

Mikasa, my other best friend, who was usually stoic, had a rare glimmer of interest in her eyes. "She's… different," she muttered, her gaze following Armin's.

My curiosity piqued, I followed their gaze. And that's when I saw her. She was standing by the door, her back to us, talking to the teacher. Her long, dark brown hair cascaded down her back, framing a face that was both delicate and striking. Her eyes were a warm brown, and her figure… well, let's just say she was a lot curvier than anyone else in our class.

My stomach lurched. This wasn't just a new girl; this was a whole new level of… wow.

The teacher finished his instructions and the girl turned around. Her eyes met mine, and I felt a jolt of something strange. It wasn't just her beauty; there was an intensity in her gaze, a spark of… something.