Against all odds, you made it to your first class: History. You walk to the front of the classroom, getting some stares from your classmates but no one's making a move, probably because they'd have to fight for you if anyone tried anything. There were different looks, some had lust in their eyes, some glee, some determination, and more than you liked had a sadistic look too, but you got to the front and climbed up to the top of the desk. Class soon started, and you tried to ignore the constant looks girls gave you, and you realized that there was not going to be an easy way out of here once class was up.
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