The alarm hasn’t even rung and dawn hasn’t broken out yet but I lay wide awake in my bed. Once I 

I remember I have to go to school, some sickness crawls in my body, pouring unease in my heart. I just 

can’t bear these days like I can earn enough to live alone from my art commissions and web novel and 

worst comes to worst I will do some part time job and survive but still…I have to go to school and that is 

one thing I hate the most but not as much as I hate being a girl! Ah man being a girl….it sucks! 

Jeez. It pisses me off.

Before anyone in the house wakes up I jump out of the bed and grab the pen I begin sketching for another 

commission, my eyes hurt from using the screen the first thing in the morning but who cares.

In a total of seven minutes I got ready and walked down the road to my school on a not so empty 

stomach, I had a sandwich. It doesn’t take me much time to get ready. I simply wash my face with water 

or if it’s an occasion with facewash (I don’t care I don’t have a boyfriend or anything also I have a clear 

skin), brush my teeth and comb my short hair and put on a uniform. It takes me three minutes to get there,

 Lucky me, I live just around the corner from school. I just make it in time, to be honest barely, before 

the teacher comes in. I also avoid going a minute early because people…uh…just stare too much and  it’s 

..really uncomfortable and because of that I have to find my way in the school through the not so famous 

streets. 

It’s tiring but I just have to do all this.

Sighing I drop on my chair. Although the day has just started but my ass is already tired and the pose I sat 

In bed earlier, drawing had left me with a funny back ache. As I sit there waiting for the teacher to 

arrive I have to fight the very intense urge of yanking the sketchbook from my bag and starting on a new 

oc but I just sit there and turn on some music in my handsfree to not notice how my fellow mates are 

trying to pretend that every time they are twisting their necks to look at the back, it isn’t because they are 

staring at me. Yes, unfortunately I arrived before the teacher.

Ah  Man! I should have waited a little longer in the third floor’s bathrooms. They are sort of my hideout, 

those washrooms don’t have an effective water system so they are not put into use but teachers don’t 

know about that and instead kids smoke there and I sit on the commode waiting for everyone to leave as I 

sketch.

Rois has never run late before, he’s usually the first to arrive as class president he has duties to fulfill. 

Why is he running late though? Seeing his empty seat is making me more nauseous. I wish they would 

quit staring. I am the same species as them and I am here every single day. I can’t even afford to 

stay at home. The guests keep crashing at our place and it gets so noisy and those fools end up wasting 

my time at the end of the day. Plus! As my parents' daughter I have to greet them with a smile like a nice 

little girl. Jeez. so damn annoying.

My feet can sense some immense vibrations and forthcoming commotion about to be caused in the 

corridor, Leon and Xion it is. Those knuckle heads are always running wild with the teachers chasing 

\their tails. I find their presence obnoxious but sometimes I feel like they are pretty fine.

 just hate everything because I hate being a girl. 

No one in this class knows how much I am trying  not to manspread at the moment. It’s just far more 

comfortable rather than sitting cross legged. A good thing is that I sit at the very last seat by the window.

The door of the class creaks open and I almost sigh loudly. The uniform inspector a.k.a bumble bee walks 

1. Could the day go any worse? She has a really pitchy voice and she enjoys torturing our eardrums. I 

I just hope she doesn’t ask me to take off the blazer since it’s hot. I haven’t ironed my shirt but why does 

it bothers her though what i'm wearing and what not whether it’s hot or not. It’s part of our uniform and 

She just loves abusing power. I also feel like she picks more on pretty girls.  She rants about everything 

about Yelena. Although I am a little relieved about myself, poor Xion. lol. His start of the day will be the 

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worst. Bumble bee stands near the dice and leans on it scrutinizing every single girl and when her gaze 

finally lifted from Yelena it fell on me. Hastily I diverted my eyes. She takes that scrutiny gaze moment of 

hers to show us how greatly saddened she is by our irresponsible  behavior regarding the school’s image 

and blah blah. I don’t hate her but I feel like Kicking, smacking, bending, chopping, crushing, burning her 

and not just murdering her.

 The days when I cut my hair she went berserk and spit carefully knit ironic phrases directed just towards 

me and in those moments everyone would stare at me and I would become the center of attention. It was 

such a nightmare, I would sit there breathing deeply, calming myself, unable to do anything else.

 Luckily the duo got their ears pierced diverting her attention and now she snarls on Xion and lets leon 

slide off the hook. It’s so obvious and cringe how she holds a liking towards him but it’s also hilarious 

how poor leon survives her presence.

I take in a deep breath and blast music in my handsfree the moment she takes in a deep breathe to begin     

Yelling. 

The door of the class slams open and cackling the one who named her bumble bee dashes in. He merely 

sees from the corner of his eye the tall and bony figure and stops breathing. Leon had froze outside and 

quickly slid away from the doorway before she or anyone else could see him. I can see him thanks to my 

seat location. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and I could tell in that moment a decision was 

made and then in one swift motion he snatches Xion's hood and drags him away. She shrieks behind a 

loud “XIONN”  all of us put fingers in our ears begging for mercy and the duo escaped.

“Ah..not again guys! Come back!...ha..ha..right…now” someone yells from outside. It’s poor Rois. Lol. 

 SO that’s where he was. He does sound haggard and out of breath “guys! I ..ha..just found you..”

Hands off to Rois though, at least he found them. 

Panting like an old man who just climbed stairs Rois  dragged his feet in the class and after excusing the 

bumble bee he drops in his seat.Leon is rumored to be an idol trainee but I can bet everything he isn't. They are both handsome or rather 

Looking. Gazing out of the window I start sketching peacefully in my own little world. Ahead on the board Rois is giving his presentation. He is the only one I talk to. Confidently he steps here and there while presenting using full hand gestures. I could never survive. Everyone is listening to him, besides me. I have listened to enough of english’s presentations already. Rois has black close cropped hair and light brown eyes and I think he does hit the gym regularly. 

Honestly, the teacher doesn’t have to take lectures if she doesn’t want to. Plus it’s annoying. 

Obviously  she doesn’t care about anything. If I were to describe her class in three words i would 

say “waste of time”. More than we are a  pain for her she is a pain for us. All she does is sit at the back and munch on her snacks, write definitions on boards and throw  daily presentations at us.

 I start playing music as I sketch another anatomy of my figure skater oc. 

She doesn’t care at all! Doesn’t even know our names. One good thing though you can always skip her 

class and that lucky duo is skipping at that moment and here I am stuck.

She is sitting behind me and the front cover of my notebook that she took months ago and never gave 

the back keeps popping in my head. And why are the English teacher’s always expecting, she just gave 

gave birth to her baby a couple of months ago and..well..yeah she will be taking maternity leave in 

another couple of months. You can never rely on your English teachers. They can literally take leave right 

before exams and I am for once actually glad I am good at linguistics. 

Bored as hell I check the school’s newstar account in hopes for a new meme, post or confession.

They are literal sneaky one’s. Jeez, I want their resources, they know every rumor and even their rumors 

or guesses turn out to be true. They are quite the villains i’ll say, broke and made countless couples.  

 I am glad nothing weird was done about me, although there was one meme saying something 

like how unfazed and nonchalant I can be. 

The chair from behind me creaks a little and from the corner of my eye I see her shifting her weight. 

Hurriedly I grab my things and stay alert to get out as soon as she leaves. Rois is done with his 

presentation and he calmly sits ripping the pages of the assignment notes. I can imagine how good that 

must feel.

“When should I treat you to food?” rois asks and i stop mid track why is- he never acted like that…

“huh? Why sorry  i am not interested”i answer dumbfounded

“You can be so clueless sometimes. For preparing my presentation, tanaka” he lets out a sigh, smiling. 

“What did you think? Oh .don’t tell me” he adds

Embarrassed for what I thought, I stare at my feet and he starts laughing loudly. 

“Just forget it already, rois” I whisper and dash away from the classroom because the next class was 

physics and I, all night stayed up for the first time not drawing but for the assignment that Rois reminded 

 me and still I forgot it. What a pain if only I had any guy friend who could jump the walls when 

 a friend asks them to and not like Rois who stuck to rules. If only I were guy and not stuck in this stupid 

skirt and society’s image I would have done that myself.

I play some random playlist and start doodling in the bathroom. They do reek of cigarettes but not as 

much as they do today. I guess ‘wanna be gangsters’ held a smoking party here today. From under the 

door I can see some shoes and I slow down the music’s volume. 

“And money?” someone says

“Here you go buddy” a moment later the same person says

“Thanks man” a different guy says and leaves. 

No, I am in the girl's washroom. And drugs? Oh no. lol. Must be cigarettes. So we have those mysterious 

account admin’s and these dealers. 

Hmm, I like this. What an interesting school. I wonder what will happen if they are caught red handed. If 

I can’t enjoy it then they shouldn’t as well. I  almost snuck out my phone to take a picture but then 

dropped the idea. I looked like an annoying bug. Also, it isn’t my business so why rat them out.

Man, I wish I was a dude also why are they in the girl’s washrooms?