It was the first day of school at Crestwood Academy, an all-boys institution known for its academic rigor. The students lined the hallways, their voices echoing with excitement and anticipation. Amid the usual crowd, a girl named Emily made her entrance. With her doll-like features and graceful demeanor, she stood out in stark contrast to the sea of boys around her.

As Emily walked through the halls, she immediately sensed the shift in the atmosphere. Whispers and stares followed her every step, and a few boys made overtly inappropriate comments, their eyes lingering with unwelcome intensity. Emily’s cheeks flushed, and she tried to keep her gaze straight ahead, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to retreat to a quieter corner, Matthew—a boy known for his quiet, sweet nature—noticed the commotion. He had seen the way Emily was being treated and felt a pang of sympathy. Deciding to intervene, he approached her with a friendly, genuine smile.

“Hey, I’m Matthew” , he said warmly, extending his hand in a soft gesture.