Girl from Parallel universe -Part 1

"May I come in, sir?" The voice that called from the doorway carried a certain allure, a hint of mystery that captivated the attention of everyone in the room. Though the face remained hidden, there was an undeniable charisma to the speaker's tone that left a lasting impression.

Every boy in the classroom snapped to attention, their focus sharpened to a degree rarely seen during their usual lessons. Mr. Bubsy, the homeroom teacher, couldn't help but smile at the palpable excitement that filled the air.

"Come in, come in," Mr. Bubsy responded warmly, gesturing for the visitor to enter.

With confident strides, the newcomer stepped into the room, her presence commanding the attention of all who laid eyes on her. Dressed in a sharp blazer and trousers, her clean tie perfectly accentuated her poised demeanor. A gleaming star badge adorned her blazer, a symbol of her status as a selected student—a distinction that only added to her mystique.

"She's a selected student," murmured a voice from the back of the room, the sentiment echoed by others in hushed tones.

"Class," Mr. Bubsy began, drawing the attention of his students away from the captivating newcomer. But despite his efforts, the boys remained transfixed, their gazes locked on the girl who had captured their imaginations since the morning.

It was as if a dream had materialized before their very eyes—a dream they had dared not speak aloud, for fear it might never come true. And yet, here she stood, a living embodiment of their fantasies, ready to join them in their studies and become a part of their everyday lives.

As the reality of her presence sank in, the classroom buzzed with whispered conversations and stolen glances, each boy grappling with the surrealness of the moment. For in that instant, their ordinary classroom had been transformed into a stage upon which their deepest desires played out—a stage where dreams became reality, and the impossible seemed within reach.

"CLASS! Please, pay attention!" Mr. Bubsy's voice boomed through the classroom, cutting through the lingering murmurs and drawing every student's gaze toward him.

Instantly, the room fell into a hushed silence, the collective attention now squarely focused on their teacher.

"It is a pleasure for me to inform you that we have a new student joining us today," Mr. Bubsy announced, his tone warm and welcoming as he turned towards the mysterious newcomer.

All eyes turned expectantly towards the girl, eager to catch a glimpse of the latest addition to their class.

With a graceful sweep of her gaze, the girl, Grace Wargrave, met the collective gaze of her classmates. Her glittering brown eyes held a depth that seemed to captivate the room, and a soft smile played at the corners of her lips as she addressed her audience.

"Good morning," she began, her voice as melodious as a symphony, resonating with a quiet strength that belied her gentle demeanor. "I am Grace Wargrave. I look forward to cultivating peaceful relationships with each of you."

Her words were met with a ripple of appreciation from the class, their initial curiosity piqued by the newcomer's serene presence.

"And lastly," Grace continued, her tone taking on a subtle edge of warning, "if you ever find yourself tempted to cross me, I welcome the challenge. Just be prepared for the consequences." Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile, hinting at a strength that lay beneath her calm exterior.

Mr. Bubsy chuckled awkwardly at Grace's remark, his eyes flickering with amusement before he composed himself and addressed the class once more.

"I am also pleased to announce that Grace is a selected student, having excelled in her entrance exams," he informed them, his gaze lingering pointedly on a group of students who he knew had a history of bullying.