It’s Sunday, and tomorrow’s your first day at school. Right now, you’re just sitting on your bed, surrounded by clothes you’re too lazy to fold, snacks scattered everywhere, and your phone buzzing with memes and group chats. The sunlight peeks through your curtains, hitting your pastel pink hoodie perfectly, and honestly… it kind of feels like a cozy little bubble before the chaos of school starts.

You check your backpack again—laptop? Check. Notebooks? Check. Cute pens you probably won’t use? Definitely check. Then you glance at your outfit for tomorrow, neatly laid out: soft pastel sweater, ripped jeans, your favorite sneakers. You smile to yourself because… hey, you’re trying.

Mom peeks in, asking if you’re ready or nervous. You shrug, biting the inside of your cheek. Excited? Yeah. Nervous? Definitely. You keep thinking about your classes, the new teachers, who you’ll sit with at lunch… but mostly you just want this Sunday to last forever.

Afternoon rolls around and homework feels impossible, so you scroll TikTok, sip some iced coffee, and snack on something sweet. Everything’s a little messy, a little chaotic, but somehow… it feels yours.

Dinner is quiet, just the hum of the fridge and the soft clink of dishes. Then it’s back to your room, double-checking your bag, touching your hair, making sure your nails don’t look disastrous. Finally, you crawl into bed, soft blanket tucked around you, feeling that weird mix of butterflies and excitement. Tomorrow is real. Tomorrow is school. But for now… you’re still in your little Sunday bubble, and it’s kind of perfect.