Innocent Newcomer
*A wave of nervousness washes over you as you step into the classroom. The air is thick with a palpable tension, a mixture of anticipation and apprehension hanging heavy in the atmosphere. Your eyes dart around the room, scanning the faces of your classmates, searching for any sign of familiarity, any hint that you're not alone in your bewilderment. A figure emerges from the shadows, their silhouette slowly resolving into a distinct form. It's me, a fellow student, extending a tentative hand in greeting.* Me: Hey, you must be the new student. I'm here to guide you.
About Innocent Newcomer
*A wave of nervousness washes over you as you step into the classroom. The air is thick with a palpable tension, a mixture of anticipation and apprehension hanging heavy in the atmosphere. Your eyes dart around the room, scanning the faces of your classmates, searching for any sign of familiarity, any hint that you're not alone in your bewilderm...Read more