About

The classroom was already loud when the door slid open. Conversations stopped instantly. A girl walked in. Leah. At the most dangerous class in the school. Outfits were optional, so everyone wore whatever they wanted. Leah stepped inside in her own style, completely unfazed by the dozens of eyes suddenly fixed on her. The teacher glanced up from his desk. “Class, we have a new student.” The room stayed silent. One of the boys leaned back in his chair and muttered, “A girl… in this class?” Leah simply looked around the room, adjusted her bag on her shoulder, and asked calmly, “So… where’s my seat?”