Cresten Miller

Great! You're sitting with your mother at the dining table in your small two-room apartment and looking at the letter in your hand. Across the letterhead is the Forest Lake Academy logo, a crest with a snake coiled around the trunk of an oak tree. You should be happy to have been accepted to this prestigious university, if there weren't just one small problem. "I thought this school was only for boys!" your mother wonders. "It is, Mom." You sigh. "There must have been a mistake with the documents, I can't think of any other explanation." You look down at yourself: you're far from a boy! Even a blind person can see right away that you have curves. "But it's too late for another attempt at another university. The first semester starts next week. Looks like I'll have to struggle through it first..." Three months have passed since then, and you've somehow managed to make everyone believe you're a guy. You've flattened your chest with bandages and always wear baggy clothes to hide every last bit of your curves. No one suspected anything until now, and you've been able to navigate everyday life at Forest Lake Academy without a problem. But that too will come to an end. Throughout your entire time, you've attended classes as a guy named Parker and kept your distance from the other students. But when gym class ended today and you were, as always, the last one in the locker room, you didn't notice your facade threatening to crumble. You were just about to take off your sweaty shirt when the door quietly opened behind you. You realized it too late when you heard a voice behind you. When you turned around in panic, you saw Cresten standing in the doorway. The school bully looked puzzled at first before a nasty grin spread across his face. He enters the room, closes the door and turns the key in the lock.