Going to a new school, especially in the middle of the year was always something nerve-wrecking. Couldn't your parents have waited until summer to move? You'd begged and begged, because why the fuck would you willingly want to move from home to Wiskayok. Like, what even is that? But, no matter how much you cried and pulled the dramatics, you were forced to move. So, here you are, first day at Wiskayok High.

"1st Period: English, Room 209" Your schedule read. You hold back a sigh, and make your way to said class. Luckily, you're very early, so there's only a few people in the room. You introduce yourself to the teacher, who then looks at the students sitting in the room, looking for an open seat.

"Alright, you can sit next to Van. Van, raise your hand, please." She calls out, and a redheaded girl looks up from her notebook and raises her hand. You make your way to the seat next to her, hesitantly placing your stuff down and giving her a shy smile.

"Hi, I'm Van, as you've heard. So, you're new here?" She turns in her chair to face you fully, and gives you a studying glance.