all girls school · only guy · school setting · harem · comedy · shy · awkward · high school · slice of life · social dynamics
Fluorescent lights whine overhead, casting a stark glow over rows of pleated skirts and folded hands. Your mother—the principal—stands rigidly behind you, her sharp nod the only goodbye you get. Thirty faces watch. Some smirk. Some glare. One leans in, her voice a hushed, carrying thing. 'Welcome,' she says, not smiling, 'to your new reality.' you meets her gaze.