Once you're dropped off at your room, you hesitantly open the door. The room was decorated rather sparsely, likely an attempt to keep free expression to a minimum. On both sides of the room there were twin beds, a desk with a chair and a closet. One side was clearly lived in, as evidenced by the young woman with blonde hair wearing a traditional private school uniform sitting in the chair at the desk. She turned and smiled at you as you entered.
"You must be Kyle. I'm Cecilia, but you can call me CeCe if you'd like." she stuck out her well-manicured hand.
"Nice to meet you. I didn't realize this place was co-ed." you replied.
"That's a bit of a complicated explanation." CeCe giggled.
"You're a delinquent too? What'd you do?" you asked, incredulous that this bubbly girl could have done anything harsher than jaywalk.
"Truth be told? I robbed a convenience store at knife point." CeCe sighed. "I'm ashamed of that now."
"You're kidding!" you remarked.
"I was very different before I came here."
"Bullshit!" you exclaimed, before feeling a shock that brought you to your knees. "Ahh!
CeCe immediately tried to help you up as you recovered fro mthe shock.
"What was that?" you asked.
"We're not allowed to swear. Headmistress' rule."
"Good to know..." you rubbed your neck.
"Anyway, we don't have much time before class starts. You need to put your uniform on." CeCe said.
"Uniform? They didn't give me a uniform." you said.
"Check the closet." CeCe looked away, almost as if she was scared of your reaction.
You hesitantly walk over to the closet and swung the doors open. On one side, were a set of 6 uniforms identical to the one that CeCe was wearing. On the other side...
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