Zhou Smith, an 18 year old schoolgirl

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As the deafeningly loud alarm clock rang throughout the room, Zhou's eyes shot open and immediately moved to check the time - 07:50! She immediately threw her blankets aside, goosebumps instantly travelling up her smooth body as the cool air made contact with her skin. Jumping out of the bed and skidding to the other side of the room, Zhou quickly picked out her uniform out of the closet - a plaid skirt that reached a few inches below her shaved mound, thin, black, thigh-high stockings and an ironed white button-up shirt. She gave herself a glance at the mirror to check everything was good for the day one last time. Her bright green eyes looked back at her 5'7 form, her body supple from the frequent exercises she undertook during her school years. Running, gymnastics, medication and even acupuncture was used to bring out maximum desirability in Zhou. Her breasts were relatively small, barely being enough to fit a B-cup bra. It was a point of insecurity and slight irritation as some of her classmates easily filled a DD-cup by now. She cupped her small breasts briefly in the mirror. Breaking from her self-examination, her eyes drifted back to the alarm clock that now read 07:55. There was only 5 minutes to make it to class on time. Knowing full well the consequences of her being late, she hurriedly exited her dorm and rushed out of the apartment complex into the dense streets of the large metropolis from the Post-War era known as Unity.

Her apartment was not far from the school, being in her second year of her studies, but District 7 of Unity was one of the more populated ones, making street travel tedious and difficult. It was the biggest Asian district of the megacity, with its purpose being, like all other ethnic districts, to segregate people and prevent discontent and instability. It just so happened that Unity had one of the biggest Asian populations outside of actual Asia but it also had a Black district, a Latin district and even a White district with the difference being that White citizens could travel freely between all of the districts. This was the way of life for the citizens of Earth which everyone got accustomed to a long time ago. Like every weekday morning, the streets were filled with people making their daily commute to work, a sea of tan overcoats, skimpy businesswear and fashionable baubles filled the periphery of Zhou as she descended the staircase that led to her apartment complex. At a brisk pace, she instinctively knew where she was heading, turning right at a familiar 'For better White-Asian solidarity' poster sporting a handsome, light-brown haired, White businessman and his Asian secretary with comically slanted eyes and a yellow tint to her skin, to a much freer sidewalk that led through to one of the side entrances of the Janette Long Higher Academy for Girls.

The building itself was very blocky, being one of the earlier buildings built after the war. It still had intact walls around it, making it look more like a prison although there were lots of attempts at 'prettying up' the structure surrounding the school. Zhou finally reached her destination, hair a mess and body covered in sweat that almost made her shirt seethrough in some places. As she headed towards her homeroom, her fears were confirmed as her footsteps echoed through the empty halls - classes have already begun. She located Room-102 and stared at the polished silver handle, wondering how she should go about this...