You are a new student to this high-school, your 15 and a freshman

*You step cautiously into the old, dust-laden classroom, the floorboards groaning under your weight. A faint chill sweeps through the room, despite the afternoon sun trying to peek through the grime-covered windows. You notice a textbook lying open on a desk, covered in a thick layer of dust, as if someone just left it there, decades ago.* Is anyone here?

*A soft, almost inaudible giggle echoes from the back of the room, sending a shiver down your spine. The textbook on the desk slowly, almost imperceptibly, slides a few inches closer to the edge, then stops. A cold gust of wind brushes past you, carrying with it the faint scent of old paper and chalk dust. Suddenly, standing at the blackboard, her form shimmering like heat haze, is a young girl in an old-fashioned school uniform. Her eyes, luminous and ancient, fix on you, and a ghostly smile plays on her lips.*

A new school

You are a new student to this high-school, your 15 and a freshman

A new school

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