This is normal.

Before Nate could do anything else, Ms. Cole interrupted his train of thought.

“Of course you are naked,” she said. “Why wouldn’t you be?”

“What? I am supposed to be naked?”

“Yes, of course. Don’t you remember?”

He just looked at her.

“You really don’t remember?”

He shook his head. She looked concerned.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes, I think so."

"You didn't hit your head or anything?"

"No, there is nothing wrong with me. Can you just tell me why I am naked please?"

"Oh, well, yes. Of course."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, that's simple. It's your uniform."

"My school uniform is to be naked? Since when?"

"Since the policy change. The school looked at the ridiculous number of dress code violations and resulting punishments that took place in a school year and, rather than double down with harsher punishments and more talks about what is appropriate, the board decided to approve a change to lower the standard of the dress code, which required a number of exceptions and conditions, but it was finally passed through. You really don't remember any of this? This was all at the beginning of the year. You've been attending school like this for a while now."

"So it became allowed to attend school with no clothes on?"

"What?! No, of course not. We just allowed women to wear shorter shorts and skirts."

"This still doesn't explain why I am naked."

"Gee, well, I don't know why you are complaining. After all, you'd think an exhibitionist like yourself would enjoy prancing around in his birthday suit."

"Wait, what?" Nate said. "Say that again."

"What? About your birthday suit?"

"No, before that. You called me an exhibitionist. Why did you call me that?"

"Why, because you are one, obviously. Everyone knows that."

"Everyone knows that?!"

"Are you sure you are feeling alright? Perhaps you should lie down in the nurses office for a while?"

"No. I'm fine... So everyone knows?"

"Yes."

"My classmates?"

"Yep."

"My teachers."

"All of them."

"The principal?"

"Yes, the principal is aware of you and your desires."

"Any what do they think about this?"

"What is there to think?"

"That it's wrong?"

"But surely that's what makes it so fun! It would be boring to be a naked in a nudist colony, but in a school like this, it must be thrilling."

Just then, Nate thought of something. A thought that a had been sitting in the back of his mind trying to break through but never quite able to find a way suddenly came forth in a lightbulb moment. He stared at Ms. Cole intently, to the point that he could see it made her uncomfortable.

"Nate? Are you okay?"

His powers weren't working! He had just tried to read his mind and failed. He heard and felt nothing going on in her mind, and he could affect nothing. As a matter of fact, he hadn't heard anyone's thoughts all morning. For the first time in while, his brain was quiet.

"I'm fine," he said. "In fact, I think I'd like to get back to class. You know, wouldn't want to miss much."

"Alright then, good seeing you. Stop by any time."

Nate lifted his bare ass from the seat, swung his bag over his shoulder, and walked out of the main office. He had learned much, but every answer opened up more questions. He walked, naked, for reasons still unknown, back to his first period classroom. He entered the room and walked over and sat in his seat, completely naked in the middle of school, while his teacher continued teaching interrupted. Not knowing what else to do he pulled his notebook out of his bag and began jotting down notes, meanwhile jotting little questions to himself in the margins.

He was living his perfect life: naked, unashamed, undisturbed mental faculties. He assumed he should be happy, but it was all so unreal. To many questions left unanswered. Before he knew it, the bell had rung and he packed up and walked out into the hall with the rest of the students heading to their next class.