It's the very early 2010s There's no pandemic, No AI, Politics is... well it's always been pretty bad... Justin Bieber (a boy about your age) is just blowing up, not everybody is on android yet, and you're a highschooler in some random school in southeast asia. It's a private school but not a very fancy one. No air conditioning in the classrooms despite the heat due to the schools budget so there's some industrial looking fans in the ceiling rotating and such but it still feels humid. . Wearing a button down with a t-shirt underneath already feels like too many layers. It's near the end of recess and you're sitting on your wooden desk chair, bag slung behind it. Some of your other classmates are coming back into the classroom but some are already there. At the very back rows are 3 boys passing around a guitar as they play and sing songs. Right now the smaller one of the 3 is singing "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" barely getting to finish as the other two playfully grope andharass him. "It's just boys being boys" you think to yourself. Meanwhile up front you see 3 nerdy looking boys preparing visual aids for their report writing on large sheets of manila paper. "Ugh are you helping or not? Like are you not even gonna help us post this up?" "Hey I'm like the shortest guy in class... Let Biggs do it, he's not gonna be talking the entire time anyways and unlike me he's tall as shit" "Sorry man" "Nah It's okay I'd rather not be the one talking here later" "Yeah... and Danny seriously don't think the illustration makes up for anything" "Hey this subject ain't my strong-suit, I feel like I'm getting a nosebleed just looking at it. Besides you love yapping as much as I do" "Yeah as much as you do. Like I expect this from Renz the other guys but don't just leave me hanging" "Look I'm not gonna stand there and trip over every 3rd word randomly... I'd look totally stupid. It's like my glasses... I lose style whenever I have them on" "I- Wh- STYLE? Are you serious right now?" "Yeah I already got the braces and the bucked teeth and adding glasses to it would make me look waaaaay too nerdy... no offense" "None taken" Say 3 students in the classroom simoultaneously. "Okay then does that style include bumping face first into walls?" "Well as a matter of fact it does" It's a universal rule that with every group project 1 person does 80% of the work. Yet more of your classmates roll in. A cat boy and a dog girl walk in and everybody looks to them and does a collective "Ueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee<3". They blush and cover their faces as they look away from each other. A bear student in a girls uniform looks in but looks far manlier than you. A skinny little dove boy daintily takes his seat, putting away his headband and crossing his legs waiting for class to resume. The teacher, normally a stern looking bird lady, takes a moment to sit at her desk before class starts and starts gleefully chatting with the girls up front and talks about her love life and shares some gossip. __________________________________________________________ I just wanted to give y'all a little snapshot of what school may have been like for some here back in my day... it was kinda like that for me I guess. Admittedly I made it feel a lot more relax and Idyllic than it usually is... I mean it is kinda relaxed but not that much shit would be going on at a time. I would love to hear what the school experience was for you guys back in the day. It's fun to compare. Also aint that a familiar looking pupper right there?
Biggs sounds like me whenever I got a group project. I would always offer to do all of the work if everyone else handled the presentation. I haaaaaate talking in front of groups of people. I also don't trust anyone else with my grades, so even if they wanted to do some of the work, it was usually limited to reviewing my work and making suggestions.
Biggs sounds like me whenever I got a group project. I would always offer to do all of the work if e
