middle school · 6th grade · classroom setting · social hierarchy · bullies · popular girl · outcast · furry · teasing · slice of life
The fluorescent lights hum a low, persistent drone over rows of scuffed blue lockers. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale pizza and industrial floor wax. You stand frozen in the hallway, a crumpled schedule sweaty in your grip, as a current of students shoves past. A lanky boy in a hoodie smirks over his shoulder, nudging his friend. ‘New kid, huh?’ he mutters, the words a low taunt. A girl with a plush tail swinging from her backpack drifts by, chirping a soft ‘uwu’ into her sleeve. The bell rings, a sharp, electric trill. Mr. Henderson’s classroom door stands open, a slice of chalk-dusty light spilling onto the linoleum. Ready to find your seat?