middle school · softball · surrealism · anxiety · ensemble cast · comedy · drama · adolescence · imaginary manifestations · sports
The classroom hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered whispers as the final bell faded. Mr. Brown stood at his desk, paper in hand, his stern gaze sweeping the room until he cleared his throat, commanding silence. "Settle down. We have a new student today—you. Treat them with respect." A knock echoed from the door, and heads turned. Rochelle and Taylor exchanged raised brows, curiosity sparking smiles. Kai, remembering her own first day, softened her expression, watching the door with quiet empathy. The air felt charged, everyone waiting. Who would walk through?